We're sad to report that our long-time
comrade and mud brother Figgy Pudding
died of a heart attack at the end of last year after a
protracted battle with multiple illnesses.
started performing the Mud Show in 1980, right at the
time we started "touring," taking the show to
Renaissance Festivals across the country. He was one of
the most consistent members of our roster, working shows
in New England, Texas, Minnesota, Georgia, Indiana and
more, but mostly in the mud of our "Mother Faire,"
Bristol (formerly King Richards). He was a distinctive
guy physically and vocally, proving to be one of the most
recognized beggars, a pillar in the shows and a proven
chortle will echo in our memories... he was like a big
brusque leprechaun with an extensive knowledge of baseball
history and lore, a love of poker with pals and karaoke
nights, and a helluva hearty laugh. He made many friends
among fellow performers, faire folk and festival patrons.
His contribution to our show's history stands on its own
and he will be missed.
anyone out there is particularly struck by his passing
and would like to share anecdotes, impressions or sympathies,
feel free to send us such notes via our e-mail —
— (with subject line: Remembering Figgy)
and we will compile and post any good stuff regarding
the Figster on this page, to share with friends, fans
saddened by his passing, but there is a moral, kids: lay
off the fatty, salty foods and don't smoke — eat
right, exercise and take good care of yourself, and stay
in touch with your friends... wisdom worth heeding for
us all. We'll remember you "Livin' Large,"
ya big lug. Salute and farewell, Mr. Pudding.