I got some DIY done, but I had a gig to do in Brentwood, Essex, so I headed off to that having achieved "bits".

The gig was fun. I videoed it, and there was some nice banter with the audience, which made me chuckle to watch it back. I was worried that I have a lot of bad mannerisms on stage. As it happens, I have some mannerisms, but I think I look okay as a stand-up. I'm not going to rest on my laurels here, there's plenty of work to do, but I'm not scared of how I looked on stage.

I am scared of my instincts to entertain the dark voice inside my head that wants me to say the wrong thing. Having some young teenage girls on the front row set of a series of "you can't say that"s in my head. Thankfully, I have the filter. I didn't say any of the things that I thought would be quite wrong.

Good boy.