RichardHerring.com - Warming Up

Friday 24th May 2013

Fri, 24 May 2013 01:00:00 +0000

Oh yeah. Sleep makes the world so much better. I was able to perform tonight's show without too much of a headache and without feeling that my brain had been taken out of my skull and placed in a fuggy swamp full of marsh gas. Even though there have been some good gigs I haven't really enjoyed this week very much, but today, with my senses restored and over 300 Milton Keynites there to see me I found the fun in the show again.

Thursday 23rd May 2013

Thu, 23 May 2013 01:00:00 +0000

Powerfully tired today. I seem to be waking up at 6.30am, even though I am going to bed late and that makes it very hard to operate. I more or less shut down until show time and had to perform with a headache, but although (for the second time in a week) I nearly jumped to the wrong part of the show, I think I did a good job. And it was a sell-out! Admittedly only in a 120 seater venue, but it sold out months ago.

Wednesday 22nd May 2013

Wed, 22 May 2013 01:00:00 +0000

Only six more chances to see Talking Cock live (and Reading is sold out). It feels to me like this thing has been going on forever and that it will never end, but hopefully I am wrong.
I had to go into my management's offices today to have a meeting about the next tour. I am doing a much more limited run to give me more time to do some writing and work on my new monthly stand-up show.

Tuesday 21st May 2013

Tue, 21 May 2013 01:00:00 +0000

Almost 29 years to the day since Eric Morecambe died, I was performing in the theatre where he collapsed, the Roses in Tewkesbury. I didn't make the link until someone tweeted me in the interval, even though my dressing room was "The Eric Morecambe Room". It was fairly apt as I was experiencing a tiny death of my own. It was a tough gig. Only forty people had bought tickets and the show had been moved to the bar, a room full of pillars with no curtains.

Monday 20th May 2013

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:00:00 +0000

My light-hearted service of RTing Lord Sugar's football tweets so that people who don't follow him or have any access to a TV or the rest of the internet (apart from Twitter) bore unexpected fruit today and looks like it might provide the greatest journalistic scoop since Watergate. In what some commentators are calling "Arsegate" (because it involved the Arsenal game and not for any other reason) my investigative retweets have caught Sugar in a massive lie, which surely casts doubt on him, his Amstrad products (are they as good as people believed?)

Sunday 19th May 2013

Sun, 19 May 2013 01:00:00 +0000

My 76 year old father wanted me to help him lift a big rock out of his pond today. It had toppled in a few weeks ago and possibly damaged the lining of the pond (which is certainly leaking somewhere as the water is getting low). His suggestion was that he get into the pond and lift out the rock and hand it to me. Given this rock was the size of a large human baby I thought this was probably a bad idea. I told him that I would do the lifting and Giles would assist.

Saturday 18th May 2013

Sat, 18 May 2013 01:00:00 +0000

The Doctor Who team were threatening to reveal the actual name of the Doctor, something with almost zero excitement because who really cares? What does knowing his name add to anything? Have people been fretting for 50 years thinking, "But what's he called?" No, they haven't. Because most people think he's called Doctor Who (and apparently in the film, some of the books and even some of the TV series that is how he is credited.