|Working Class People Dabbling|
On the Hang Seng. Apparently that's what the common garden folk of Essex did in the much loved (but not in my fuckin house!) sitcom Gavin And Stacey. Apparently that's what made the show a bit different from the usual fayre of plucky underdogs from the provinces and what gave them a bit of a twist from the working class cliches that may have riddled a 'warmody' show like this. What it tells me though is that it's a bunch of Essex plebs that revert to type when it comes to earning a fast buck for fuck all in return and typical of their brash, turning their back on poor people demenour and putting up two fingers to solidarity. Sorry Essex people, I'm sure you're not all like that but ask any comic and they'll tell you it's the most difficult part of the UK to play and having Essex dates in the diary is a bit like having a dental appointment in the diary.
What about the Frankie Boyle case??!! It's not done yet. All I can say is, I hope he wins. I'm old Labour but I've always disliked the Daily Mirror. I think it's a fake. Pretending to be on the side of the working classes and then suddenly getting all faldy daldy in 97 agreeing with Blair and having editorials like 'I don't see why some have to work hard when there's others who lay around doing nothing milking the system'. All this 'racist' stuff, all the hatred. He writes for the Sun that's why they hate him. Full stop. I have my own views about The Sun newspaper and I choose not to buy it but that's what's at the core of all this, they hate him because he writes for their rival.
Bloody hell this blog. I can't decide what it is yet after two years and certain people getting pissed off about it. I've managed to annoy some very big name comics and I haven't even tried to do that. Also some no marks hate it as well. You can't argue with the numbers though. The numbers are steadily growing and could get higher still just give me a bit more time and some other fucker to steal my material. Also it's been a while since chortly man had a go. Next time he does I'll be back, more snarling than ever.
Last night's Glee Club gig was pretty damn good for a Thursday. Marlon Davis, a woman called Ellie in the middle and Zoe Lyons compering was the line up alongside myself closing the fucker. A couple of folk didn't crack a smile, some young lads were looking at me like I was delivering a lecture but apart from that, they were a great bunch of laughers. Birmingham, I've missed you!! I'm back tonight and tomorrow. Get yourselves down. Speak tomorrow.
TODAY'S BLOG IS SPONSORED BY HYMNS. THE SLOW ONES. THEY'RE ALL SLOW.