We’ve had attendance of 27K and change every Saturday so far this year, and Sundays have all been within 1,900 people of each other. Weird huh? Oh well, we’re on a good pace for the season, which should make management happy.
Looking back at the weather it’s been really consistent too, temperature wise. However, that’s only half the story as the humidity was really up this week and boy what a difference that made. Hot and moist, and not in a good way. Well, I do recall much hotter days at the TRF, so I guess it could always be worse!
We had a new recruit working with us on Saturday; Paul. He’s no faire virgin, but is new to the Beefeaters. He did really well taking tickets and interacting with the patrons, so I knew something had to be wrong, Sure enough, he got lost whilst on a beer run! How he could fail so miserably at one of the basic tenants of Beefeating I don’t know. I blame his parents. At any rate I have put him on probation and warned him that I expect immediate improvement in his job performance.
Sunday was rather slow at the gates, and Wheatfield got a craving for a chocolate covered banana. (I bet you can see where this is going.) The fruit booth is not too far away, so we walked down there. Whilst discussing would it be gay for a man in a skirt to be seen enjoying a chocolate covered banana, we ran in to our favourite wench, Jenny O’Manion, so we stopped to visit. Simon offered her a bite of his banana, and the conversation quickly spiralled into the gutter. Let’s just after that demonstration of technique it’s obvious why Jenny is the most sought-after wench in the village!
For those who have been wondering, Wendy delivered a healthy baby girl last Monday. Mama and daughter are doing just fine; the jury is still out on papa.
Until next time-
Sir David Falstaff
Captain, Texas Renaissance Festival Beefeaters