Stage Magician
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19 September 1997 - STAGE MAGICIAN
Last night's show didn't go too well. I'd planned a special illusion which climaxed with my grandad appearing from a tea chest.
I'd chosen grandad because he's skinny enough to hide in the compartment in the bottom of the chest. Unfortunately, I'd forgotten about his arthritis, and about half way through the illusion he started screaming in agony, and hammering on the box. I tried to shout over the noise, but the audience became concerned and I had to release him.
20 September 1997 - STAGE MAGICIAN
I'd planned my most spectacular illusion so far for last night's show, but it didn't go as planned. I was was going to have a live horse materialise on stage.
I spent hours reading books on matter transportation, only to discover it hadn't been invented yet. My next plan was to suspend the horse high up in the lighting rig, and get a stage hand to cut the rope on cue. Unfortunately, the stage hands refused because they said it would "kill the horse".
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