Today was the
second show in a row I’ve had to cancel due to being unable to hear, which is
very frustrating; not least as - what with the audience arriving late on
Tuesday - I haven’t actually had a show this week.
At least this
time I made the decision before leaving for the venue and setting up, but it
will still late-in-the-day enough for me to have less than an hour to get the
message to the venue, my technician, my flyerers and a friend who was coming
to watch, plus it was also the performance my mum had specifically
come up to Scotland to see. I know I had no choice, but it’s still not the most auspicious way to end my run, plus it'll make it harder to settle the remainder of my venue hire-fee from ticket sales too.
No sooner had I
cancelled the show than I set to work at trying to book an appointment with a
hearing specialist, but unfortunately the earliest I could be seen was tomorrow
afternoon, which leaves it up in the air as to whether tomorrow's show will go ahead too. At time of writing my hearing’s a little better than it was, but it’s still not great, and there’s a world of difference between just sitting around in the flat and being onstage; with
any luck it'll clear enough of its own accord by the morning for me to be able
to go ahead with the show and cancel my appointment too, but we shall see.
I did stumble across one small bit of good news last night before bed, when I clocked another
of my jokes had been included in a funniest one-liners list, this time in the
Edinburgh Evening News. What was nice was it was a different line to the one
that got into the i News countdown, plus they used my joke as the hook to
drag people to the article on Facebook; I always knew I’d end up
as clickbait. It’s also not bad going to be listed alongside the likes of Gyles
Brandreth and Lucy Porter, though I won’t retire on the proceeds just yet as
THERE WON’T BE ANY; call me the Pun King (which I think was a Beatles song).
