All that's missing is the Parrot. Photograph: Tim Jonze
I'd heard it was muddy but it was still a shock when I found out my stage was actually sinking! I mean, I'm dressed as an admiral but I didn't think that meant I was supposed to go down with the stage! I really don't think that would be the best look for me.
I did worry my show would be cancelled at one point. And it would have been a real shame to come all this way for the first time only to have to turn back and go home. Luckily, I found out at 1pm that they could move my slot to the BBC Introducing Stage. Luckily, we'd all kept in high spirits. We're resilient, the English, aren't we? As well as a few other things...
Having said that, I've made no preparations for this weather. I haven't even brought a mac! I just brought my costume for 30,000 Freaks Under the Sea. I bought it yesterday. I wanted to come as a matador but I couldn't find one so the nice lady in the shop suggested this one. It's great apart from the fact I can't do my bow.
As for today's show ... there's no plan, really. We're condensing it into 30 minutes now, rather than an hour, so we need to work out a new set list. I'm thinking of doing everything in double time, so we can still fit everything in (sings in high-speed dubbing voice: IthinkI'dbetterleaverightnow")! Could I do it as a speed garage set? Probably not. Although I think I might learn a few sea shanties to go with the weather!
