I understand fully that no one cares about New Years Eve six days after, however, it's taken until now for me to find several shorts minutes (about as long as New Years Eve actually lasts) to blog about it.
We were invited to attend, with our new all singing and dancing indoor fire eating act, (as practised two days before in our kitchen) the Junoon Shisha Bar in Bradford. We found our way there two hours before our performance, to check out the space, and work out the usual safety aspects of our trade.
.There are too many positive words to choose from, so I'll put it simply - SHISHA BARS ARE ACE.
We were treated wonderfully as extra special guests, AND to the most excellent outside of our kitchen food that there ever is, oh Junoon, I love your hospitality! And free Shisha, and NO ALCOHOL. Just superfluous brilliance. When we left the van decided (as predicted by Adam) to not start up, and the lovely people of Bradford helped give us a shove through OYL INT RUWAD to get us started up again, and when it got to midnight we just passed the crest of a hill on the M1 and all of the worlds fireworks opened up to us, plus about 16 dangerous to animals and environment lanterns, regardless was truly beautastic and a poignant moment I will never forget.
Anyways here's a few vids wot we dun:
Fire Eating Tongue Transfer:
Setting Trousers on Fire:
Eating Flaming Embers:
Rumbucket is Human Candle:
We love our job. :D