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I have now managed to get to over 360 questions for the Kickstarter Emergency Question book. I have mainly been achieving this by looking round my environment and trying to think of a question about what I can see. That’s how I came up with:
"Why do they call the place you put your fresh bread, a bread bin? And what do they call the place where you dispose of your non-fresh bread?"
Which I should immediately sell to Michael Mcintyre, though I’d be surprised if he, or someone else, hasn’t already done that as a routine. But I was looking at my bread bin and that’s what gave me the idea. Personally when I put my bread in a bread bin I usually forget it’s in there, so it is a bin, just one you put things in before they’re ready to throw away. And then I put the rotten bread in the bin.
I had a loose day of working mixed with child care, but didn’t get as much done as I wanted. I am keen to get all the filming scripts for AIOTM finished - and managed to Ben Elton a couple of episodes of the Old Men on the Bonfire, but there’s still very far to go. I haven’t yet begun work on my Radio 4 sitcom Relativity, but I am hoping I will have time this week. At least I am managing to write a handful of emergency questions a day for a kickstarter campaign that earns me no money and some sketches for a sketch show that earns me no money! I am an idiot. A wonderful idiot.
And we had a night out with grown-ups and no kids in sight, which again is a special treat and meant I accidentally got drunk. We went to see Shirley Ghostman’s show at the Bush Hall. It was enjoyable knockabout silliness with my personal favourite bit being him calling up the spirit of Kenny Baker (who played R2D2) which seemed an inspired choice given the number of 2016 dead celebs he could have called on. There was some fun audience interaction, though much of it was scripted and surely involved plants, not that that matters too much and a surprisingly dramatic denouement in which we forced to confront the lies that we all tell to get through life. There were a few technical issues with lighting and sound, but they were dealt with pretty well and Marc Wootton made the bold, but correct decision to just restart the show after about two minutes. It was funny enough to make you question whether it was scripted as well, but I think there were just one too many comments about how he was going to cope with a hand held mic for the rest of the half and his lapel one was back working in the second. Anyway he’s doing a few dates and I think he will sort out the technical gremlins, but it’s worth a look. It seemed a big production for quite a small venue, especially if I am right about the number of people who were plants.
But if nothing else he will force you to seriously question whether Barry Mannilow is alive or dead. Plus it has the most disturbing act I have ever witnessed involving a ventriloquist dummy, including my own sexual assault by one. Speaking of which, on Monday night I am recording my interivew with Ally, my ventriloquist dummy which was one of the RHLSTP kickstarter rewards. I was tempted to do it in front of the audience, but think I will spare you that embarrassment. We've got a great line-up for the show though with Caitlin Moran and Ed Gamble and still enough tickets left for you to be able to buy on the door for a 7pm kick off. Ally might make an appearance at some point.
