Fresh & Flappy

  Unfamiliar territory. A new venue for the Comedy Club. Fresh. I, Jay Cool, Blogger Extraordinaire, am here. Feeling as young and rejuvenated as ever, I’m dressed to kill. But, somehow, I’ve got it all wrong. The punters are all wearing a uniform of grey-branded-zip-up casuals and shapeless denims – but my legs are living-it-up…

Chewbacca Takes a Bite of the Cherry at Leestock

Poor wee Adam. So tiny before┬ábeing sucked in by the comedy tent. But once sucked in and licked up a bit, he did┬ástart to expand. And, once elevated up there onto the stage, he blossomed. And, once he looked down and saw all the Suffolk lasses, without a single ‘orange’ Essex complexion betwixt them, I’d…