The last quarter of 2011 was taken up with my fifth series of writing on Russell Howard’s Good News. It’s a topical show that’s intensive to write (each show is created from scratch over the period of five frenetic days). It was incredibly tiring. Anyway, I managed to get some behind the scenes photos, and [...]
Read moreFestivals for comedians range from the bafflingly appalling through to the most wonderful moments you’ll experience in your career. The main struggle with comedy at festivals is that you’re competing with bands, and no matter how voguish comedy is at the moment, you’re still hard pressed to compete with guitars and rhymes. And you always [...]
Read moreThis week’s road trip was down to the West Country for gigs at the Bath Komedia and Bristol Comedy Garden.Again, I was accompanied by the man they call Old Dog Nuts, Mr Lloyd Langford. I can’t verify that with photos as weirdly he’s stopped showing up on film so you’ll have to take my word [...]
Read moreAfter a bit of a lay-off, this weekend was a full weekend of gigs. Firstly on Thursday I was at the world-famous 100 club on Oxford Street, which has played host to many incredible bands and, I’m sure, its fair share of bedroom nurdlers and music butchers. It’s a lovely club and a great gig; [...]
Read moreI’ve just returned from a trip to Derbyshire. Having lived in the North (Yorkshire) for a sizeable amount of time, it’s curious how strange it all felt after just a few years of living in London. Approaching Chesterfield, I was having a debate with my girlfriend about how I believed that you can definitely see [...]
Read moreI like to think I’d be good in a crisis, despite all evidence to the contrary. This morning an old lady took a terrible tumble on the pavement outside my house, and I had a matter of moments to consider my options. My city-dwelling instincts kicked in first; don’t get involved, it’s probably a trap, [...]
Read moreAccording to a programme on the radio this morning, there is a hereditary reason why girls like pink and boys like blue. It goes back to the times of hunter-gathering: girls were the foragers and so are wired up to look for pink berries, whereas men were the hunters and the ideal hunting conditions was [...]
Read moreOn Friday, a plane was delayed at Edinburgh after someone chucked their phone off the plane. I realise that we’re living in paranoid times, but surely if someone has thrown something off the plane, surely that just makes the plane even safer? We’re forever being told by air stewards to turn our phones off; surely [...]
Read moreI don’t understand the fuss about Olympic tickets. Nobody enjoys all sports. It’s not possible to be a fan of both shooting and gymkhana (unless you’ve got a grudge against horses). It’s like wanting to go to see some music and entering a lottery where you might end up watching N-Dubz or Billy Ray Cyrus. [...]
Read moreMarch 12 2006 There’s a great deal missing up to this point. Were this to be a complete memoirs, we’d need to start way back in the 1970s, when everything began (solipsistically). There’s plenty of interesting tales that will be missing, like my upbringing in a Gentleman’s Club. What I lacked in amicable company was [...]
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