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A Proud Moment

Posted By Brody Swain Tuesday, 7th September 2010 9:53am

A few months ago I hosted the Coventry Rotary Club Jubilee "Young Entertainer” competition held at Butterworth Hall at Warwick Uni. During this process I got to know the club's Vice President Warren Offer which led to him inviting me one evening to see what Rotary was all about. I was so impressed with the club and what it stood for that after a few more meetings I decided to join. I’m now officially a member of the Rotary Club which I’m just delighted about. My induction was last Tuesday and it was a very special night to say the least. I’m now looking forward to working with everyone involved in the club and doing lots of good in the community.

The current Mrs Swain and I decided to take a city break to Manchester over the Bank Holiday weekend. We checked in at the hotel we normally stay in and noticed the place was busier than usual but couldn’t work out why. Then we realised it was the city’s massive "Gay Pride” festival. Later that evening I lost count how many people asked us if we were in Manchester for Pride. Of course we told them that we were!! We decided to catch the coach for the journey back home. I normally like a good coach trip, but not this time. We were sat next to a bloke who smelt like he hadn’t taken a bath for months and a group of posh kids who didn’t stop talking for over two and a half hours. Train next time!

Did you hear about the man who almost died after being bitten by a poisonous spider in his flat in North London? Don Forrester thought the sudden pain in his hand was caused by a splinter but then he saw two brown, hairy spiders with yellow stripes on his bedroom floor. Three days later he collapsed with his hand the size of a balloon. He’s now out of hospital but still needs to take 11 different tablets a day. I haven’t got too much to worry about as its Mrs S who gets rid of them in our house. Don’t tell anyone I’ve mentioned that!