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Sunday, August 6

Last Night

A small play on words, as this is the last night of it ill-fated Camden comedy show and this post must also finish yesterday evening's story.

While flyering last night I found myself sharing a pitch with the promoter of i gig in Camden. I think I had, at some point, emailed him. He offered me a maybe spot in the evening's show if ours didn't go ahead. I also asked him for advice on how to get into clubs like his, given that I'm reasonably experienced and capable, but not a well known name. His advice was slightly demoralising. He talked of good reviews in Time Out and the possibility that if one's not established after nearly 4 years, would it ever happen? Though I could have gone along to his club the moment we pulled the show, and though I could have maybe scrounged 10 minutes to demonstrate where I'm at, I decided not to push my luck. I wasn't really in the mood anyway.

Leaving the venue, I spotted a familiar face. Two people had come to see us after all. They were running late and we probably wouldn't have been best advised to run the show with just them in the crowd. . . So we grabbed a couple of drinks and caught up. . . More worthwhile than doing the comedy. I'm learning a lot this week. . . Like why I should not have signed up for this shit.

I'm presently on a tube having driven to Richmond where tonight's proper gig is. I've travelled from there into London by train, and there are plenty more journeys to follow before I'm done. The trains are not reliable, but they haven't destroyed my plans yet.

Last night I headed home and chose the first fast train to Reading from Paddington station. This promptly broke down in the station, a good place to do so, and we were transferred to another. It cost 20 minutes or so, but I filled the journey by getting the motor-mouthed american girl opposite to rabbit on about herself.

Back home I unwound in front of disc one of Lost. Then sleep.

Thus far today little has happened. The new wireless router that I set up yesterday has died, and I've come to London again. Will the show run tonight? We'll see.


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