Pub-Con-Who-Joy!

Utter Joy. If you were to list my favourite things in order they would pretty much be comedy, Doctor Who, cider,  comics and animation. So when I’m asked if I’d like to mc a Doctor Who Convention all about comics in a pub, I had to check I hadn’t fallen through a whole in my own mind and mistaken reality for a wish list.

Meeting the organiser Gareth I hoped I did’nt come over as a gob*****, as everything he spoke of I knew something about,  but it’s just true.  Doing my small press comic back in the 90’s I’d been to comic conventions and met some of the artists who are coming. Doing flash animation for the ‘Get Happy’ show a year back, I’d bumped into Firestep, the guys who did the WHO infinite quest animation, and been to their studio. And of course Doctor Who itself, I’d only just rewatched some vintage McCoy the previous night. It’s like it was meant to be, weird.

It’s great news too as ‘forgot’ to put my show in for the Manchester comedy festival, but I am in the Literature Fest Brochure twice, so I can’t complain.

Distant Thunder

With Edinburgh well and truly over, there a lull in the air. Only now getting on top of the utterly boring things that waited my return such as bills and washing. Also there’s a lull in gigs. It’s friday night and I feel I should be working so I dont quite know where to put myself, but Danny Pensive’s been busy and earning so I’ve taken my agents fee.

The Eczema Charity Ball has been postponed too unfortunately which is a bummer as I was looking forward to that, but out of the blue today I got a phone call asking me to compere a ‘pubcon’ next month, and suddenly I’m very excited again.

In light of no working weekend I took my lass to the pictures today to see ‘Tropic Thunder’. I must have looked at the cinema showtimes several times, but still managed to get all the way into the cinema in town and up to the desk before being told it doesn’t start until next week. Idiot.

The Last Day.

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.

The Last Weekend Approaches

The end of the fest is in sight, but there’s still the last weekend to go. I feel like I should have been through the wringer a few time, but quite frankly I haven’t. Saying that the plasma screen in the venue has knackered, so I now need to do the full deployment of screen and projector, which was a bit stressful but I had that planned to start with, so  It’s just been a  slow and steady upswing of shows, and despite the technology tonight’s was the best one I’ve had yet, topping last Saturdays. The thing reigning me in is the pending review, not knowing when they’re coming has corralled any idea’s of late night’s I’ve got. Plus I want to check out a few show’s I ain’t had time to yet.

Went to See Seymour’s (Mace) show yesterday and ended up being the devil in the bit he does at the end, going to try and catch Catherine’s and Lou’s (Conran) Sketch shows tomorrow too. Made £98.46 in donations today, and more humbling praise. Loving it.