Your Mother is a Hamster!

Well she might be, she might not. I am, of course, quoting from the wonderful, wonderful film: Monty Python and The Holy Grail, shown last night at firstsite as part of Colchester Comedy Festival.

We were ALL there: James, Aggie, Simon, Holly and that other one… I forget his name… Santa? (He is a very naughty boy)

Anyway we all had a jolly good laugh and then we were going to head on over to 15 Queen Street but it seemed like they were all having far too much fun so we went and sat in the corner of the pub drinking lime and soda’s.

We spent some time discussing how we were unable to have a meeting to discuss our comedy slot at the Hythe Festival because it is impossible for all of us to ever be together at once and then someone clever pointed out that we were all together now. So we had a bit of a meeting about what we are going to do to fill up the hour.

Our meeting was rudely interrupted when Mr Wigan demanded he tell us his sponge related story at which point Santa said he wanted us all to play poker and Simon admitted that his favourite film of all time was probably ‘Spaceballs’ despite never having seen it.

Although James tried his hardest to prevent the evening ending (his last ditch attempt was to yell at Simon ‘Are we wearing the same shirt?’ they weren’t) we eventually managed to crawl home just after midnight.

None the wiser as to how we are going to fill an hour at the Hythe Festival, but happier for having seen some Python.

Podcast Extravaganza Mk II

Belated podcast tidings to you all.

We apologise for all our avid listeners who have, quite simply, been frozen in their chairs, malnourished and frothing at the mouth since their latest listen of the Colchester Comedy Workshop Podcast Volume II, simply rocking backwards and forwards chanting “But who wrote the one about the breasts?  I MUST KNOW!” 

Panic no further.  Dust yourself off and please get on with your lives.  All is right with the world.

Or why not have another listen?  Go on…

Writing Credits:

    Shakespeare & Marlowe – Agnes Henson, Stuart Gardener & Norman Cleacher
    Bad Doctor – Simon Goodway
    “The World of Modal Roberts” Introduction – Stuart Gardener
    The World of Modal Roberts Parts 4/5/6 – Modal Roberts
    The Mousetrap – Simon Goodway
    Peter Scott’s Sport World (featuring Arsene Wenger) II – Norman Cleacher
    ARC – Lee Ashcroft
    Dr Yorick McCarthy’s Sci-Fi Book Club II – Norman Cleacher
    Blind Date – Stuart Gardener & Agnes Henson

Noah (Lee) and God (Tess)

 Aryn in his role as Consultant Editor

Fresh Meat

There were some new people at the Comedy Workshop this week.

New people are great! We need more people if we're going to take over the world and destroy all life, which is the ultimate goal of the Colchester Comedy Workshop. So naturally we wanted to make a good impression.

Things started pretty well, with some improv games to warm us up. But then the building decided to join in and improvised 'being on fire'. It wasn't really on fire, but that didn't stop the fire alarm going WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH for an annoyingly long time. At first it was entertaining watching James run around the building like a headless chicken trying to work out how to stop it, but after a while the noise got too much for us and we decided to wait outside in the cold.

Eventually the alarm cut out and we resumed our silly games, but only for a few minutes before exactly the same thing happened again. This time Stuart employed his considerable charm to persuade the nice people at Firstsite to give us a meeting room, and so we were able to continue in a relatively WAH WAH WAH free environment.

So far, not the best first impression for our newcomers. But that would certainly change when we started looking at some hilarious sketches!

I'd brought along a sketch I wanted the group to try out. I was keen to get some feedback because it's a sketch about a horrible racial stereotype, and if I'd not pitched the tone correctly there was a danger that it might come across as though the sketch itself was being racist, which I was quite keen to avoid. I got some useful feedback, which is great, but on the down side, our newcomers may have been left with the impression that I'm a massive racist.

Then we tried out a sketch by Phil. I don't even know how to begin to describe it. I can only say that I had no idea what was happening, and that it made me question my sanity, the nature of reality, and the purpose of existence. Goodness knows what our newcomers made of it.

I hope they come again next time. To be honest, it seems unlikely.