Laughing Yoga

So, being game for new experiences myself and my partner in crime, who shall be known only as 'That's DeMornay!' went to The Book Club's Laughing Yoga class last night. And boy did we laugh. Not sure we participated in anything which could be classed as yoga however, by any stretch of the imagination.

I'm still a bit unsure whether it was the consumption of wine, or if it was genuinely funny, but we spent the evening drinking, shaking hands with strangers and laughing when prompted (and more so when not). Sounds strange. And it was. But thoroughly enjoyable. And at £5 including a glass of wine it was cheaper than therapy at least.

At one point we found ourselves part of a room full of strangers lying in a circle on the ground belting out the most hearty, hysterical laughter we could generate into the air. It was like something from a Salvador Dali video.

As a result I shall now be laughing to myself now before interviews, client presentations, first dates, weddings and barmitzfas.

What's in a name?

You may well be wondering why I have called my blog 'Cake and Tequila' (or you may not give a damn, but I'm going to tell you anyway).

Once upon a time, many years ago, myself and my (then) copywriter entered into the world of advertising (I make it sound like we were born into it illegitimately...maybe we were). We decided we'd eventually write a book together. It would detail all of our experiences (good and bad) in Adland. We'd call this book 'Cake and Tequila' (it seemed to sum up the industry at the time). So, until said book is written (I currently don't have a copywriter partner so it may be some while in the making) I shall write my thoughts and experiences here. (Could I use any more brackets here do you think?)