If you want to get on, go see Elvis

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Hola. Hope you are well.

I had a relatively busy week. It started on Tues, when I was in a prison doing a writing workshop. I’ve been in this prison for the previous 3 weeks and I had no trouble getting to there. Last week however the bus driver thought it would be a good idea to drive past the bus stop without giving anyone a chance to get on the bus. It might be a novel concept for some bus drivers but bus stops are for stopping at, the clue is in the name. As the next scheduled  bus didn’t turn up, I ended up having to get a taxi at my own expense. I think I will be writing a strongly worded letter to the bus company. Watch this space!

On Weds it was my birthday, it was my kind of birthday as I didn’t really do much. Although, I did take back the stand up banners I had, back to the writing organisation (Commonword) that they belonged to. These were the stand up banners that I didn’t want to carry during the Labour Party Conference, for fear of getting tasered.

On Thurs, I was in a college inspiring young minds, it’s just one of the things I do. Whilst there I was asked how I got this job, and the truth is I met a lecturer from this college at Big Jim White, an Elvis tribute act’s gig. Which just goes to show, you can have a fancy website or print out as many flyers as you want but if you want to get work in this business, go to an Elvis tribute night.

On Thurs evening I was compering a Comedy Poetry Slam as part of the Manchester Literature Festival. This turned out to be a good event, with an up for it audience. The following night I was compering another event Speakeasy, this time at the Band on the Wall. One of the things you have to do as the compere is stick around til after all the acts have performed. I was hoping everything would be wrapped up by 12:30, so I could nip off before the end of the night, and get some sleep before I get up just after 6am to go and do the radio show. At 2:15, I was on stage doing my final link. I didn’t get back home til around 3:30, bummer! I still got up and sounded quite perky for the radio.

As I mentioned earlier in the post, it was my birthday on Weds, and of course it was also the day of the government’s spending review. But I don’t want to focus on that, as it is way too depressing. I did however learn that Shayne Ward’s mum Philomena also shares her birthday with me. She has to be the least famous,  famous person who shares my birthday. Let’s face it Shayne Ward is desperately clinging on to fame, so his mum must merely be a speck on the horizon of showbiz. (probably standing next to me). This made me think, who’s the least famous person you share your birthday with??? (feel free to contact me via the comments button).

And Finally… Earlier today (Mon) my mum had a chimney sweep working at her house. So by my calculations we’ve had 5 months of this Con-Dem government and we are already sending people up chimneys.*

Til Next Time, Stay Safe! 

* (in the spirit of fairness it was a man and he’s been in this line of work for years)