Like many other comics coming to perform in the Glasgow
Comedy Festival, I am very much looking forward to it. Some will say they love
the city and its audiences, others say it gives them a chance to run through
material before the fringe. Me, I’ll just be happy as it means I’m still alive.
Between the time I write this (14th of January if
you must know. I’m trying to get it done quickly so I can go and watch
diagnosis murder in peace) and the festival. I will have undertaken numerous
dares set to me by the general public for my show.
I will be more than halfway through my marathon training,
I’ll be psyching myself up for the Pamplona Bullrun, and I’ll have hugged an
ostrich. Hell I might even have kissed John Prescott on the cheek by then.
So for me the Glasgow Comedy Festival is not only when I get
to do my first ever solo show in my home city, but maybe also the last time I
see my friends and family before my inevitable demise.
If you want to dare me and watch me suffer go to www.idarerayto.com and come to Blackfriars
on the 24th of March to see my show.
Bring flumps.
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