As a child I was a huge fan of Richard Digance. I used to avidly wait for his TV shows and write down all the words to the songs. He might not be a cool comedian these days, and I’d expect if I heard him now the years wouldn’t have been kind and I’d probably [...]
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I had to go to do I gig I didn’t really fancy doing tonight.
After this I was quite possibly going to go out.
The gig wans’t great. I wasn’t sure whether I was in the mood to go out.
So I got on the bus to go home.
A man in cycling shorts, a mask and a feather [...]
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After my coach journey back I went home, had a shower then went to work.
It’s fair to say I spent the day everso slightly tired. I was fantasising about having a curry when I got home, a proper takeaway curry with a can of beer, then to bed.
By the time I was home it was [...]
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For my journey back from Manchester at 1am I decided to think fuck it and splash out on some headphones to listen to possibly the same sitcoms that I had seen on the way up. I made sure I had correct change on me.
I was naively and foolishly expecting the coach to be totally empty, [...]
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Romantic Comedy is on the road. Today I am all set to become the new Michael Palin by doing an epic journey.
My epic journey takes me not to the Sahara, but to Manchester…and back, in one night.
Not such an epic journey you might think, but… I was going by coach.
National Express though, I couldn’t face [...]
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