Monday, January 30, 2006

Prince Akhmed banned from Trafalger Square!





Here are some stills from the latest adventures of Prince Akhmed. Joined by the Captain of the Royal Guard, General Slumpvik and two of my wives we drifted around London causing a bit of a stir. Here is a snippit of the General announcing my arrival at Trafalger Square and another of us being asked to leave by security! Their grounds were that we were in costume attrating attention to ourselves with a magaphone without written permission! We did of course stay in characture throughout the conversation, joined by a group of teenage girls who rose to our defense that this was our traditional dress and then he started insulting them... there will be many more episodes of Prince Akhmed so watch this space!

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Greetings from Bulgaria!




Just a quick note from the deepest ***KING Bulgaria!

I'm in deep.... real deep! Even the sheep hide around here!

In brief...

Took a journey to Bulgaria with a friend who just bought a 6 bedroom house for £16k...

Spent 6 hours in Hungrey mostly at the airport... hired a car in Sofia, Bulgaria and drove for hours and hours to the East... We were stopped by the police for speeding twice and had to pay a "Comprimise" the first time and got let off the second as by then the local police had been befrended... In fact we were staying with his family! Managed to get a flat tyre and I changed it with the help of my Bulgarian assistant, Evo the Dwarf... he is a great guy and has made a little house with little doors and everything!
The policeman drive to a garage to get the tyre fixed... he broke the speed limit by nearly double without seatbelts and the tyre cost about two quid to fix!

I lost my mind and wrote the following after the trip!....

Just a quick mail to let you know I am still alive and actually managed to catch two Bulgarian Dwarfs on my hunting expedition....
It was hard work but after slaying three Dragons (one was bigger than a Heletrumpus) and befrending a heard of Gypsies who lent me a flying goat I finally managed it.

I sold them at the Mangle Market for two pieces of gold which I was advised to take to the highest mountain and plant 7 inches into soft soil and then wait for a giant golden tree to appear and once climbed it would lead me to a magic land wherein I would find lots of pretty things to play with and many enchanting folicalls to fumble with!...... sadly I think I was given the wrong gold as when planted nothing happened and I came home...

Ah well!

Monday, November 28, 2005

Russia Tour 2005





In brief;
I flew to Beslan in Russia with fellow performers "Devil stick Peat", Pablo and our fantastic leader Simon who organised the trip with the aid of Amra and Madina... Two wonderfull girls!
Moscow was cold and I bought 8 hats and bribed a policman 500 Rubles outside the Kremlin in Red square. The 6 flights in as many days were smooth although I had a cold for the last three and had to ask for second helpings. A fat miserable woman sat next to me on one and told me to sit still... when her meal came her fold down table broke and she had to move, never to return!
We were adopted by the local mafia who ended up firing a gun out of the car window... we were driven up to the mountains in the dark to see the mass grave from the plague and chased by a wolf along a track full of boulders with a sheer drop to one side. We performed for over 2000 Kids around the town of Beslan in 7 schools and paid our respects to the ones who lost their lives last September.
I met some of the most wonderfull people on Earth.

This is a photo I took from the plane as I left Beslan... they say a picture speaks a thousand words!

How about a million?

Sunday, August 28, 2005

The Brighton Residence


I spent three crazy years here in a georgous flat with an ever changing view. Bowling in the summer and kite surfing all year round. There is much debate about the stones on Brighton beach... are they natural or did the Prince Regent have them specially bought in!? I know the truth... haha!!

My Artwork




A drawing of a clown I did at 4 years old... ya see! It was the massive power of Visual Realisation that led me to be a clown! In fact at four when asked what I wanted to do when I grew up (Not that I have yet) my reply was always," I want to be either a Clown or a Tramp!"The other painting was one I did for my Mother's Birthday last year. She was living in a cottage by the sea in Southern Ireland and was at a real transitional period at the time... The painting represents choices and pathways of the future... you will notice that there are two obvious ones and the great unknown in the distance... this has become apparant as the outcome as she is now looking after my Father who has MND.... That was an unexpected choice she decided to make. I admire her tremendously for it.And the last picture is me starting another painting... I think the start of anything sets the foundations for its future. Rather like the greeting you receive at the resturant door!

Saturday, May 28, 2005

Glastonbury Festival 2005



Ahhh another Glasto... this time was a real treat for me being in the program and I had a very chilled one making things out of clay, lying in a tent during the biggest thunderstorm I have ever been lying in tent under, lots of dressing up and catching up with friends. I have been going to this perticular festival for the last 14 years and have had some really wild times including... actually I think I will save the details for more personal conversation!

Monday, March 28, 2005

New York by air



The only way to see new york! I did meet some French Pilots who offered to fly me over in a private plane but the weather was awfull! New York is a great place full of crazy folks... perfect!

Monday, February 28, 2005

Berlin 2005



This was a short trip to see what Berlin was doing these days... its doing lots! Myself and Dan here won a nice little bounty at the casino and had a great night out. I had to carry him home after he fell asleep on a table while I was off my head pole dancing on a stage! It was a memorable trip!

Friday, January 28, 2005

Mother!



Bracing the elements is my Mother by her faveroite part of the beach at Brittas Bay on the East coast of Southern Ireland. She loves the great outdoors and when I asked her yesterday what she would like to do for her Birthday this year, prehaps a trip to the theatre, movies, comedy? Nope... A walk on Dartmoor in the dark was her request! What a great Mum!
One of her latest quotes while cooking was," If it looks burnt it must be done!"

Friday, May 28, 2004

La Valle de Nuria... Spain


When I returned from Asia one of the first things I did was take my Mum on holiday to Barcellona. I hired a car and drove us all around North East Spain discovering a wealth of new people and places. Two weeks was a long time to spend with each other but we made it and our relationship became stronger as a result. It was her first holiday in 30 years!

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

Diving



Someting I never thought I would do was this! My phobia of the sea introduced by that lovely film "Jaws" at an early age... thanks a bunch Mr. Speilberg. An oppertunity arose and I decided to give it a go... It was truly Wonderfull and inspiring. It really is another world with such vibrancy, diversity and colour! In fact... after I did the inital course I headed, with my friend Ananatural, to the Similan Islands (the most stunning group of paradise islands I have ever seen)... there I did an advanced course and found a wreck of an old Tiwaneese fishing ship and had the pleasure of meeting a shark!

Sunday, March 28, 2004

Mentors!




A little collection of some friends of the highest intelligence I have had the pleasure to have made their aquaintance... When ego is removed you get the purest form of being... When being is removed you get the highest form of ego!

Tuesday, October 28, 2003

An Elephant never forgets!



This was in an "Elephant Orphanage" in Sri Lanka... I actually felt really bad for the elephants here as an Indian Bollywood music video had decided to film while the heard was going down to the river to wash... The Director was such a flusie he actually tried to stop the heard as they were charging down the road towards him!!! They had to shoot the video straight away with the dancers doing their stuff with the elephants in the background! It made me laugh alot!

Monday, October 28, 2002

Clowning with some Cunning Stunts





Becoming a stunt clown was an unexpected pleasure! I performed over 100 shows over a two year span after learning the whole thing the afternoon before my first performance to the RAF! Myself and Dingle travelled round in a 1976 Mercedes Van and trailer around the UK having adventures and strange experiances along the way. The most memorable one was driving up to the Black Isle in Scotland to perform for a bunch of kilted Scotts who had never seen anything like us before... It was freezing and it was only when we squirted them with 30 gallons of ice cold water that they started laughing! From there we had a driver fly up and meet us so that he could drive us South through the night to our next gig in Guildford the next day for the EMI Music Summer party.

Monday, January 28, 2002

GMTV






When I was performing magic in a Bar in West London to Jamie, a producer for GMTV, I did't expect to end up on National television! It was a great experiance although was usually shot early in the morning! It was at the beginning of my proffesional magic career and I seemed to get away with some bold stuff including this shot where I am levitating the now rather well known Fern Cotton. Shortly afterwards I got a little carried away and splatted Jamie with a rather sloppy cream pie.... It didn't go quite as planned and he had to buy new contact lenses and it took them ages to clear up the studio... Ah well!

Thursday, October 28, 1982

In the olden days when I was young!



Well... yeah its me a while ago when I was clever. Things just started getting stranger and stranger from this moment on.....!




Prehaps my magical existance stems from this fine friend of mine... The Rabbit with no name... It was just called "My Rabbit"
He was a very lucky bunny considering I was bought up on a farm in Devon where Rabbit was a regular guest on the dinner table. I had a pet squirel too, he was called charlie and my Father caught him in the grain shed on more than one occasion so decided too keep him for the Winter and let him back into the forest in the Spring!
It was a very Magical place being surrounded by nature and animals.