Spend most of Friday and Saturday feeling quite ill from the flu. I am ok and over it now and since I haven’t been to Mexico I am sure it just your Garden variety of flu that knocks out newborn, old ppl and AIDS sufferers. Last time I check I am dun really fall into any of those category. Although I was ill start of the weekend, I was well enough to make it to Stevie’s Laughing Horse semi-final. He didn’t make it through which is a shame, but kudos for getting through to so far!
The suns are back out and summer is around the corner, Londoners are alive again! A city of grey and drewy Brits are finally coming out of their watering holes and enjoying the sun: alias still with their drinks in their hand.
I found this place when I wrote my bike to Victoria Park in Hackney from my house.

Ok, this isn’t the actual place I am talking about, more like a picture taken from “the place” I am talking about. I found an “Island” in the middle of the canal where I can have my bit of piece a quiet from the rest of London. Its actually a Loche on the Canal and the island is the divider between the waterway and the slip-way. Besides canal boath pilots and a few walkers you get very little pedestrian traffic on the island. Perfect place for me to relax and write some new material! And there are a few in the pieline!!
On tuesday my mate in comedy Stevie invited us to play at the talent night hes running for his company. It was a very interesting gig: I was expecting it to be a local pub with 20 people from the IT department – it turned out to be a booked club with 100 people from Stevie’s company!
Luckily it was a talent night so there are various other acts on to not make us the only attraction, but it is quite intense when you are external from the company and brought is as a “showcase” of the comic talent! Theres another 3 of us on the course that was there and a few of us are feeling the pressure of higher expectation. TBH I really only felt pressure just before I meant to get on.
In a way I see going on to stage a bit like a soldier going to war: It is all very scary and no one is sure whats going to happen when you are in the thick of it, but you also have a job to get on and you have focus on getting the job done. Any shits that might happen on the way you worry about it as you go and not get to hung up about it. I know you “die” in both jobs but soldiers do come home in a body bag, but there is a bit of parallel in both. Once you picked up the mic, your job is to entertain the audience! Get on with it and dun worry! I think the years training in martial art (to have discpline) and mountain biking (to handle fear and adreanline) does help with Standup comedy.
Also play at Arthur Flower’s Allotment on Thursday night: it was at the Etcetera theatre in Camden. Its a small 50 seats theatre ontop of a pub. Its the first time I do standup in a theatre than a pub! Its a very different experience with the bright lights shining onto the stage you really dun see much of the audience at all! Now I know how it feels like being an actor! TBH with such a bright light shining on me it does feel I am acting my set rather doing it.
Anyway: this week is a busy week for me. With 3 gig scheduled and a work project starting to reved up! Will be challenging just to see the end of the week! We see!