HeadSpill

I got the chance guest on the new Alfie Joey afternoon show on BBC radio Newcastle on friday, so I took it. We talked about the Edinburgh show, and it’s the first time I’ve tried to succinctly leap the verbal hurdles of ‘yes, it’s a comedy show about eczema’ and ‘eczema’s not funny’ its more about the experience of living with it and growing pains.

Before all that however, I remember I went to school with one of the presenter’s at the station, and on Alfies’ questioning, called Gilly Hope ‘posh’, which was probably not entirely true. I think I meant to say ’smart’, as she always had pig tails in, but then I had a big basin cut. Anyway, after the interview I called in on my mum, who as well as being a teacher at the school we both went to way back, was all to happy to dug out some embarassing old photos at my request.

If you’re reading this Gilly, it’s just a bit of fun.
Here you are behind and to the left of me. twice.

BEFORE.

AFTER.

oh yeah, my mum thinks Aflie is one of the ‘more sensible’ DJ’s on the radio.

On Sunday I was a guest on the new Andy Crane Radio show. He’s a lovely bloke, and I felt a warm glow of security sitting in his presence thinking back to watching childrens telly, and singing along at home to the opening credits of ‘Around the World with Will Fog’. I was 14. My nice bubble of security was quickly punctured when he then asked me about home life, my lovely girlfriend and if I was going to get married or not.
It’s not a touchy subject or anything, but I had a proper flap, and the whole thing became a bit surreal in my head for several moments.

I missed my mum’s birthday this weekend. I feel bad about that.