Cold and Frosty in Glasgow
Ashley had cleaned the house for my arrival as her and her dad live like students when I am gone and use every single dish, pot and plate in the kitchen over a three day period.
I haven’t unpacked my suitcase as I am too fucking tired and lazy.
On arrival in
It was strange hearing myself as I lay there in the dark and I always cringe because I worry I am about to say something terribly unfunny or awkward.
But it seemed to go ok and afterwards I got loads of emails from people who had listened to the show, they must have googled me and decided to either leave a message on my guest book or write me a nice note. That was cool!
I am home for a wee bit. My one woman show at the Glasgow International Comedy Festival is this week and I am excited.
So this is a short blog, but at least a happy one!
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