I'm reading a fantastic book. The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennett is an addictive little thing. I do love Alan Bennett. I can always hear his voice as I read. I feel the same way about Spike Milligan. Many moons ago my brother drove me to Gatwick airport for a flight to Australia. We passed the time by listening to Spikes taped recording of Adolf Hitler, My Part in His Downfall. We were laughing so much we forgot to pay attention and got lost. At least that's what my brother said.
The inner eight year old is going to be up way past her bedtime on Friday. Work drinks then off to Newtown to see Mark Watson with a couple of friends. Other than that it's another uneventful and increasingly more chilly week in Toytown.
Finally, on the subject of comedy, I never thought that Johnny Vegas was funny but after reading this I think he should be fucking well shot.