More tales from being on the road doing stand up comedy. Last week’s adventure was nearly being beaten up outside a rough Kent pub. This week I am unexpectedly turfed out onto the rainy streets of Manchester late at night. IN complete contrast to that, we celebrate the return of our ability to once again smell and taste by sampling and reviewing a herbal tea. We have yet another Arch Bishop Of Canterbury story, and there’s my most personally embarrassing Cassette Roulette yet.
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