26/09/06
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Well look at this then.
Steve Bennett off Chortle has made us do us blogs in this bit because they were getting far too brilliant to be contained on the normal forums, so now have to be quarantined over here.
Is it better? Who knows yet?
I miss my picture being attatched to posts already, as I'm sure you do also, but I think at the same time it was very distracting what with me being so gorgeous. The removal of the picture has made me sad but I suppose you can't stand in the way of progress. I just always liked the idea of you casting me a little look every day and sparing me a thought.
I am still sort of on-the-road as earlier reported so will keep it short, I just wanted to contribute early on to the new look blog section.
I also would like to thank the majority of the audience at the gig at York St Johns on Saturday. It was a pretty hairy experience from time to time, despite the lights and sound being awful, the security where bang on the money. That lad that I brought up to the stage and destroyed probably would have twatted me quite easily had the security bloke not been shadowing him. You could see it in his eyes.
There was a fair bit of heckling, but it was mostly people at the back of the room shouting that they couldn't hear me. It's a very difficult heckle to deal with as there was literally nothing I could do about that. I hadn't set up the sound or laid out the room, that wasn't part of my job, I just turned up and did my best.
I was also shouted at by a lady in the audience in the closing moments who said she thought I was "rude". She looked a bit like Edwina Curry/Doctor Ruth and was, I think, American. She was one of those sneery people, very holier-than-thou, and I'm strongly suspecting that her little outburst was a deliberate stance to give her a reputation amongst the predominantly first year audience.
The irony being, I think they may all just have thought she was a stuck-up cunt.
She never fully explained what she meant by saying I was rude, even though I gave her the platform to do so. The thing is, I really hadn't been rude. There are nights when I am, sometimes unfairly so, and I shudder to think what you would have made of me sweetheart if it had been one of those gigs. On the off chance you are reading this, assuming of course you can read, could you let me know what you were on about? I'm sure you will be glad to know it has pissed me off.
Anyway - gonna go for now - will report back nearer the weekend about the gigs I am doing. I have Harper Adams agricultural college tomorrow, and you will want to read about that. It's never boring. Often goes away from comedy and becomes theatre, but there's always a story.
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