Morning Loser
One day the world will have to get used to the fact that me and mornings can no longer hang out. Sure we used to be good buddys. I’d get up and morning would be right there, all sunny and happy, birds a singing. Then arm in arm I’d eat my breakfast with morning, and […]
Read moreVan Halen
I been drivin’ a van all morning. Oh yes. Call me Dick Van Dyke, call me Van Morrisson, call me Denise Van Outen. Don’t call me that last one. Add on those man points for I been ca-rooo-sin’ around in my white transit van through all the Norf Laandaan roads, shouting at people on Jeremy […]
Read moreAre You Experienced?
I’ve just finished Steve Martin’s book ‘Born Standing Up’, which is something I’ve meant to delve into for some time. Much like the Stewart Lee book I read a few weeks back, it was both hugely inspirational as a stand-up and at the same time reassuring that a lot of the same thoughts and feelings […]
Read moreMardis Gras
Fat Tuesday returned last night. Everytime I consider not running it anymore, my mind is immediately changed by the actual gig happening. Its a total pain in the arse running a gig. I’ve probably written about this before, but it’s my blog and I’ll cry if I want to. I don’t want to cry. No. […]
Read moreAnother Blig
Its a blig, not a blog again today. For those new to reading these, that’s a mini-blog, but not mini enough to be a tweet. There is some sort of ground between them. A bloooooog is a very long blog. And a blag is something different entirely. So here we go. Most of them are […]
Read moreVoluntary Humiliation
Everytime I support Tony Lee on tour, I say to myself and most people willing to listen to my repetitive dribble, that I can’t watch him do such terrible things to the people that he hypnotises and that I have to go and stand elsewhere. I say I could never do what he does, as […]
Read moreLe Zoo Bizarre!
One of the many benefits of comedy is being able to do gigs in places you otherwise wouldn’t be able to go. I’ve blogged before about various gigs in RAF training bases, Cambridge University balls, and barns owned by Ian Fleming’s descendants. Most of these places tend to be normally off limits to me due […]
Read moreWhat’s Bootsy Doin’?
Time is scarce today. Well I mean, its not scarce. Its clearly around in terms of concept and its ever progression, but it in terms of time that I have to write this blog, its most definitely running out. So I will just share a small joy that I discovered yesterday with you. At about […]
Read more5-A-Day
I’ve just got back from having a rather lovely lunch at the pop-up Innocent Restaurant in Shoreditch. Its not like a popup book sadly, as the rain would’ve made its paper structure rather a mess today, but instead its a temporary venue whereby with a pre-booking you get two courses of a meal, featuring your […]
Read moreCabbin’ Fever
It appears over the last few days I’ve become some sort of terrible human being. I’m not sure what’s changed me, but after laughing at the man with the funny walk the other day, I then ruined a cab driver’s evening because his accent was so strong I couldn’t understand him, or therefore find him […]
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