Fat Kitten V Cannonball... how it started for my manager

1 week ago my Manager - Wanda Keenan lost a bet at the Phoenix Bar.

She had a choice - Truth or Dare.

For my honour she accepted Dare. To become the guide/host/chaperone of a ‘gentlemen’s’ fight.

In the creative community we have many Comedy ‘Squads’. A Squad is a unit of pairs/trios of comediennes. Members of the Squad bond together usually by shared comedy values – or in this instance – a shared dislike of an apposing comedy ‘Squad’.

To settle the differences – between these two Squads (Fat Kitten and Cannonball) a dark dank room was found near London Bridge.

They invited a raucous semi-dressed rabble, a panel of Judges straight from Acas and the Circus Ring Leader.

Due to Swine Flu – the booked Circus Ring Leader – Ivor Begkoc, had to pull out….

Meanwhile.. Wanda had spent a long innocent day in Soho bars, discussing politics and fashion. Accepting the offer of ‘one for the road’ she stumbled down the steps of the Phoenix Bar. Her ‘date’ the well love army comic Greg McHugh caught her just after she’d hit her head through a Japanese Screen Partition.

…Like Alice following the white Rabbit – this accident thrust Wanda and Greg into a Poker game..

Wanda is as Wyle coyote as the next Essex girl and managed to lose only her Jacket, Blouse and Bra…during the Live Poker Tournament however when the stakes increased.. to Truth and Dare – her luck changed.

Stood on the centre of the Poker Table, with a shot glass balanced on her head and between her knees they shouted at her…. Truth or Dare.

Wanda bellowed Truth.

They asked her if I, Miss Orla had slept with all the presenters of Most Haunted. Well luckily Wanda has a moral code – and knows where her breads buttered.

Wanda whispered… DARE!

Her dare was to Host the Snuff Show – Fat Kitten V Cannonball at The Miller, London.