i think the date is wrong on the titles above – it’s sunday may 12th, but i ..what are you sayinnngg?

Finally got a new laptop. my old one – well it wasn’t that old – got water damaged, and is knackered. unfixable. so i had to bit the bullet…and now i’ve got lead poisoning

more about the Barmouth gig. it was terrific. i really should drive to gigs without getting stoned more often. but then eleri came with me and we spent two days in a small air b&b…there was no second b, why don’t they call them airbs?? we spent a third night in a hotel criccieth. damo the weather was pretty good. when we woke up on the sunday morning the light through the hotel room window, falling in eleri, i wish i’d had time to paint that image. i wish i knew how to paint.

The criccieth gig was also very good. but less people than barmouth, and a much much bigger venue, with a high stage and ceiling- luckily i wasn’t performing on the ceiling….what? am i Lionel Richie?

Twm Morys came along, and it was great to see him. he popped in to the dressing room at half time in order to give me words of encouragement. Cos it’s easy to think nobody finds you funny, but in a huge room like that the positive response are still there but lost in space. we also went for a pint later on, and eleri joined us. it was cool, talking old welsh stuff, and about the brythonig, the bretons and the gododdin. I must write an englyn soon, try get it into Barddas, Twm’s magazine..well, he’s the editor.

Y trwbwl gyda editors yw ma nhw’n torri popeth…

also, in the front row, was a woman i recognised from the pub earlier where eleri and i had had lunch. i tried cracking a stupid joke offstage to her re the meal we’d had – because of hilarious doings involving a delay on the new potatoes and veg – and i dug a hole for myself. But later she and her three friends were sitting down the front. turns out that one of them was her sister, and i asked her name. she said ‘Ayesha’…get out of here . so i said she looked haggard, not sure if she got that but she laughed and they were all up for a laugh. especially Ayesha, she who must be obeyed….

Today is sunday, 12th may. went kayaking in the local canal, the first of the year. and on my own, as E’s got a problem with her arm.

I got my new dentures about 2 weeks ago. after all these months…they don’t feel uncomfortable bit they don’t feel comfortable either. i will wear them but can’t envisage wearing them all the time. even eating seems easier with out them. and though i thought they ‘d make speaking easier, in fact i have got used to this inch wide gap in my lower gums. have focussed on it for so long i think my mouth is compensating in it’s movements…i need some motif, said the dentist.

I did a gig yesterday, and the bloke who’s birthday it was in aid of said to me that he’d been reading these blogs. ( I mean ‘these’ blogs here on my website). the intrigue of blogs is just a fun thing – and so here’s a big shout out to Andy Rae…hope you get your ‘personal problems’ sorted out…and i appreciate the barbecued burgers and chicken…that roast was the best!

smiley face.

drove 4 and a half hours to get to that thirsk gig. but have been to the town before when i played the Rural Arts centre. The gig was upstairs in a pub, a small square room. i kind of did it in the round.

The gig on friday was absolutely great. southern down golf club. have managed to get past that barrier – a mental one it seems – of not appealing to the older generation. maybe because i myself have joined their ranks (?). the reasons are maybe just down to practise. but not only did i – anyway bla bla …chris jones. former S$C weather man was there – he’d been judging an amateur version of BGT, which happened immediately before my spot…so i referred to him as Simon PorthCowell. duuuwww even Montezuma wasn’t that quick.

how to do stand up comedy show in 7 weeks….not that ‘s not a question. but a statement of instruction…ond day the rest of the instructions will appear.

let me tell u, i had a great time watching and compering the new acts of my ,or should isay , aaaaaahhhhh

well, it’s better to be stoned than jaded.

did a gig in criccieth, and one in bermo. what a great experience.

the showcase – or should i say – first ever gig for students of noel’s comedy course…happened. it went great. i compered and had to work hard to convince the crowd that i had funny things to show the, though the acts had no such obstacles. all the acts were interesting. a variety of styles….a pinch of da da with a satire dessert. they say that life is a bowl of cherries. bowl of porridge more like…

‘ere as he ad his oats yet ?

or a dessert of some kind…..

I couldn’t believe it when a lady in the front row said ‘benny hill’ in response to one of my gags – jeez, i thought it was the comedian who was meant to be picking on the audience not the other way round – well, what i could do on hearing such a slur ?! i immediately went over to her and started slapping the back of her head in a patronising way.