Les stands in the middle of a big stage, looking small & forlorn, peering over his glasses, wearing a warm & comfy cardi & a bemused smile, reciting or reading silly words, and the audience erupts, chanting the choruses or catchwords, and he smiles shyly at our enthusiasm.

I think he's the world's best performance poet!

sandra


Of course, at JennyO's club it was a very hot summer afternoon & his warm woolly cardi was far too hot, so he pushed up his sleeves, and the audience was almost in his lap as it is a very small cafe & was packed with 70 fans.