Oh fuckin ell i had one of those days a comedian dreads. i did the banana cabaret last night, it was great. stayed over with Ray in hammersmith. then, woke up this morning, went back to swansea to do an afternoon gig, what a piece of- utter joy to do. Blokes, mates, not paid to watch comedy, just sitting around drinking and eating. been told there’s a comedian. it had its moments, but overall it was a bit tto nasty for me in the end. there were some old blokes at the back, they kept their vileness to themselves until the end. when i went to unplug the extension lead – it was my own sound system oh the sacrifices i make – they had to pipe up as i was earshot: ‘that was terrible’ ‘you’re the worst i’ve ever seen’. like so what, do u need to share that with me, in that way ? are you sadists? I been paid my 300 then eleri drove me to swansea train station. the fuckin train to london was over an hour late. i phoned dave to forewarn him and even said that i thought i might not make it to balham. ah the joys of doubling. turned out the trains were fucked all day, in fact my train to swansea earlier had been over an hour late.
anyway, long and the short of it is i never made it to london in time, so missed the exquisite opportunity of playing the amazing banana cabaret.
what a fool! but it was a risk involving what shoudl be a reliable odds..i mean we are talking about trains working. working normally, more or less on time. is it such a big ask?
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