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Fan mail, fy fan!

The other day I got some fan mail. I don’t think I’ve ever had any fan mail before, not even fake fan mail from my wife, mother or children. So it was quite exciting to get a piece of fan…

Lund Comedy Festival 2019

The Lund Comedy festival came and went, and I was there. 

I haven’t been for a couple of years, but the festival has always been a highlight in the calendar. This year I was back, back, back and ready to…

The best venue in town

A couple of Sundays ago stand up comedy in Linköping went underground. Well, into an underground carpark at least. 

The original plan was to put the show on with the audience lounging around on picnic blankets outside Stadshuset, sipping white…

Go East! - The sad demise of L’Orient. 

It’s the end of an era. L‘Orient has closed its giant wooden doors for the last time and headed east. I went to the final couple of live events there and amongst the drinking and music there was a sense…

The lift home and its dangers

I did a gig in Nyköping the other day. 

I wonder if there is any other job or even hobby which involves so much travel for so little actual ‘doing’. It's nearly always a hell of a long commute for…

Mid-summer malaise

It's raining. It's mid-July. And I remembered that I have a blog. I guess I'm suffering from that mid-summer malaise of the freelancer. This is the point in the summer, usually when the rain is falling hardest, where you realise…

Sold out at Gamla Linköping

It was a funny old week last week, in more ways that one. I went to see some politicians from the culture department speak about their vision for Linköping’s kulturliv. The event came to me as a bit of a…

Sitcom premiere this Saturday on SVT 1!

It’s a weird feeling. .. But our sitcom is finally going to be broadcast on proper telly. Thinking back, the first time Al and I discussed this idea was probably two and a half years ago in a cafe in…

That was the year that was - 2018

As 2018 draws to a close, here's a quick look back at the year that was. 

Like most years, when you sit back during those strange, long-weekend-like days between Xmas and New Year, it’s hard to remember what…

Waiter, waiter! There's a fly in my soup!

It's almost Xmas. I'm exhausted. My defences and usual cynicism have been gently eroded over an intensive month. I've been holed up, writing until my fingers bleed. On the few occasions I have ventured out into the real world…