HeadSpill

It’s my last show today. I’m a little sad and I’ll miss it, but it’s been long and tiring so I’m kind of glad it’s coming to an end, so I can go home to my proper bed.
Saw Jim Bowen lost in the underbelly yesterday asking one of the assistants ‘How do I get out of here!’, though he could have been refering to the actual festival. My old mate James came up for a few days and we went to the Stand late show which was pretty awesome, ended up drinking with Stu from the stand improv and Paul Pirie unitl about three. Ouch. Went for a curry last night with Lou, Geordie Cook and Jimmy but it was all weird ‘tapas style’ curry where you ordered a few different ones, what with my nut allergy it read like a game of russian roulette on a bouncy castle filled with acid. The waiter had no idea what I was talking about, nothing had nuts in, then only two dishes didn’t, then it didn’t matter as they could make it without, then checked again what the actual ingredient was I was going on about. I didn’t order. Maybe I’ve just been spoilt by Manchester curries.

Even though today is my last show, I’ve still got the eczema society ball next month, and I’ve had some interest from the Leicester comedt fest too, so it’s not all over. Not just yet.

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