Inaugural gigs can sometimes be a bit weird. Tonight in Stourbridge was pleasant enough, but the audience were a little stand-offish. I had some amusement as I took the piss out of the view of the room from the stage. This meets one of my central rules of live-stand-up. Prove it's live!

Anyway, it wasn't the world's most amazing night, but I know why I did it. One of the organisers asked me to and I like him. Because I like him, and because I feel part of a rich comedy community, I agreed to do the gig. That's good enough for me!