I’m at home, in my PJs, after having slept in a bed that wasn’t just a thinly designed cover for a bag of springs, and having eaten food with vitamins in it. I am the sort of tired you can only have after performing nearly every day for 3 and a bit weeks straight. I […]

A seagull shat on me today. I stood outside a Fringe venue, waiting to go in and perform and the offending article rained down on me from high, it’s viscous black liquid rebounding off my head and onto my hoodie. I had been mid-conversation with two people who were explaining to me why they won’t […]

Warning: Non comedy goers, this may be the most boring blog you’ll ever read. Sorry about that. Less a musing on life and more an essay on the Edinburgh Fringe with no real conclusion.   Another Edinburgh Fringe over with, another Comedy Year closed. Having cheated this year with only half a run, and only […]

I’m not going to the Edinburgh Fringe this year. If you hadn’t gathered that already or remotely cared then I’m sorry to say you’ll be bombarded by various blogs I’ve written for various websites all detailing why. Essentially, in a series of different words, they all amount to the same reasons: it costs too much […]