mostly david ephgrave

I'm feeling tense about the Government's proposed lifting of all COVID-19 restrictions in ten days. While I accept how difficult it is to find the sweet spot between balancing case numbers, the percentage of people already vaccinated, seasonal advantage and the economy, to choose now seems tenuous, particularly when not everyone's had their second dose. And to remove mandatory mask-wearing at the same time is just reckless. Surely keeping them a little longer is the perfect bridge between total lockdown and normality? People who take issue with wearing masks except for the medically exempt should grow up, frankly. I mean, seriously, what's the problem? It's an act of kindness to anyone with a compromised immune system. Imagine taking a packed bus ride to a chemotherapy appointment in fear of the highly transmissible delta variant. Wouldn't you feel safer if nearly everyone around you wore a mask? Catching the virus is still a matter of life or death. Should avo...

Wearing a mask while a GP examined my gentleman's area last week made me feel positively coquettish. There's a lot to be said for maintaining a sense of mystery. It's good to keep a little something back. Not your scrotum though, as that's public property, and should take the role of the face as a man's most identifying feature  in a mask-wearing pandemic  (though less of the "little something", thank you very much). It's just a more extreme version of the many awkward micro-moments provoked by the current circumstances (like your glasses steaming up because you're wearing a mask writ large). The doctor and I were the only two attendees of the world's most demeaning masquerade ball with the ball in question the most out-in-the-open part. The fact the doctor was a junior one at least leant a sense of learning to proceedings with me proud to assist their education, though I'm not sure if the chaperone also in the room was there for the GP or ...

Fans of John Thomson can either order a mask with his face on with next-day delivery, or come to Hitchin Mostly Comedy tomorrow; the choice is theirs. How to turn people's feet cold with fear. I know which option I’d plump for: the one that isn't terrifying. I’m referring to the latter, if I haven’t made myself clear; I’m not even sure there’s a market for John Thomson face-wear, though the folk at Funkybunky beg to differ.   I stumbled across the mask by accident while looking for good pictures of John to help promote tomorrow's gig on social media. Surprisingly it's among the top results when you look him up on Google Images, which is a little confusing. Apparently more people search for cut-outs of his face than look up the original image in the first place; weird when you consider you could just take a high-quality printout and cut eye-holes in it yourself. Outside of researching acts' faces for tomorrow I also did a bit of gentle rehearsal for ...