I have been out of the game for a little bit. Becoming a Dad has taken up all spare time and more. Having two within a year of each other has been insane, testing and a real journey full of smiles and stress.
The aim is to get back into the swing of things in the new year, however it could be said that the material I was using isn’t really, well, best suited anymore.
So here I am, back at the start.
A blank screen.
But what to hell am I going to write about?
Well, as I have been told loads of times I must have collected loads of material over the last couple of years. Surly two years on from becoming a Dad has handed me some comedy gold. Well it has to be said I have gone through some very surreal moments and been placed in some situations I had never imagined I would be in. All however comes under a subject that so many comedians have discussed and analysed to death once they have become a parent.
So it’s no good going over material that has been done again and again. One thing I have found is potential comedy gold that has happened to me over the last couple of years appears to be the norm for most parents. Which is great but once you start making mental notes you end up seeing variations in what feels like every stand up routine.
And so begins the long slog of trying to put a Ginge twist on anything that does come to light.
The part all writers/comics dread. The endless hours of writers block trying to find those killer lines. Praying that your writing partner doesn’t return the fateful line “I heard so and so do a joke similar to that”.
I’ve been beaten, bitten, punched, headbutted, kicked, scratched and been left bleeding more times than my rather disastrous and short kickboxing career. Surly there is something in there?
It just needs to be different, right?