Did a gig in a quirky little venue on the high street, like an off-license or shop. The audience were lively. to say the least. A fuckin obstacle course it was. The microphone, the hecklers, the bloke with ADHD, the people on the street peeping through the window. bloody hell it was liking playing to children. But the staff were friendly – gave me free drinks.

Weigh the Mouth

Talk about friendly staff, i did a great gig in Weymouth last weekend. That was also a feisty crowd, but what a beautiful room for comedy. And i got to stay over with my old friend – well he’s not that old – Richard Jay. what a charmer this man is, so laidback like a lilo on a dreary afternoon.

Him and Jerry fed me, gave me a bed for the night and even gave me lift to the gig from his house. and if u r reading this Rich…hello matey! i am just about recovering from the pneumonia.

The gig was solid, with a few bigmouths that were handy targets for adlibbed put downs. what fun. and free drink and veggie burger – could life be better? Yes…..but not much