I live in London, in Islington to be precise, in this urban part of our fair country sheds, like dogs, are illegal. Not that this matters much, I would not be able to fit even a modestly sized shed on my balcony. But I am now, at this late stage of leaving mid- and entering late-twenties [...]
Read More…Scared. Very scared. Ever since this gig was booked I’ve been scared. The main stage at the BAC, that is big. I was not aware how big until I got there and they led me to what must have been an aircraft hanger. Gulp I’m used to doing gigs in shitty rooms above bars in pubs. Not this. [...]
Read More…Another day, another train journey. Today I was off to Manchester to do another Pulp Boy preview. I faffed around the house in the day and got ready to go catch my 14:15 train from Euston, only a 15min walk from my house. Nice and relaxing like. It was only when leaving my flat a little [...]
Read More…After an expensive train nightmare I wanted this gig to be good, I really couldn’t cope with a death after such a horrible (and foolish) day of train missing. The room looked nice, if not a little quiet Thankfully a bunch of Manc comics turned up to flesh out the numbers. The start of the show went better [...]
Read More…Another day, another train journey. Today I was off to Manchester to do another Pulp Boy preview. I faffed around the house in the day and got ready to go catch my 14:15 train from Euston, only a 15min walk from my house. Nice and relaxing like. It was only when leaving my flat a little [...]
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