Me, funny? Well, maybe …

Watching somebody make a fool of him- or herself on stage is super funny, but not so funny when that somebody is you.

Last week I was treated to a show by André the Hilarious Hypnotist, at Monte Casino.

I was getting ready to laugh until my tummy hurt. The next minute I was standing outside the theatre wondering why the people were leaving. “When is the show going to start?” I asked. People walked up to me to tell me how funny I was. Really? I didn’t even see the show and I know for a fact I am not funny.

Then the words I dreaded the most echoed through the almost empty theatre – “You were the show”.

Oh my word, what had I done? Think, Roelien. Then it dawned on me – I was on stage looking at the audience and silently thinking that there was no way André would be able to hypnotise me. Ha, was I wrong?!

So many people ask me if it is real, can I remember anything, what did it feel like? Honestly, it’s like having a dream that you cannot remember. You know it is there, the images flashing through your mind seem vaguely familiar, but you cannot remember a thing. Believe me, it’s real.

Since I missed the whole show, we bought the DVD for me to watch, and duly did so this past weekend. And I must admit – I was funny, even though I cannot remember it.

That DVD will now be hidden away, in a very deep, dark place, where nobody will find it.

If you haven’t seen him on stage, do yourself a favour and go watch André. But beware if you walk on stage –you never know what might happen.

Until next week, take care of one another.

Ciao