Author: lizziehopley

Every so often, we’ll have a little break from my gig diary. This is one of those. Stand-up has been compared to a lot of things. Death. Sex. Having hot pins stuck in your eyes (my mum said that). But there’s one comparison I've heard over and over again: IS STAND-UP LIKE BOXING? Of course … Continue reading “I’D RATHER DO A ROUND WITH TYSON” →

Gig no: 25. Where? RC Comedy, The Rose & Crown, Kentish Town. Yeah, THAT friggin place. Why? Usual. Asked. Who Held My Hand? No one, not a bringer. What Happened? This venue can f*ck the f*ck off. It’s the 3rd time I’ve been shit here and surpriiiise, I was shit again. This basement is cursed. In … Continue reading Back in THAT basement. →

Gig no. 24 Where? Memoirs of a Geezer, Thomas Neale Pub, Shadwell. Why? I did the asking thing. Who Held my Hand? My Blogger mate Ian and his mate Robbie. What Happened? I won the Cockney Raffle. You have no idea how badly I wanted to win the Cockney Raffle. This is what happens when no-one … Continue reading Cockney Raffle SHOCKER →

Gig no 23. Where? Laughter Locker, Everyman Theatre, Liverpool. SHE’S COMING HOME!!! Why? I want to do comedy to real Scousers, see if I get destroyed. Who Held My Hand? My entire family. What Happened? I was nervous. It went great. My parents got picked on by an 19 year old shite comic. And my mum … Continue reading Me mam 1, Scouse comic 0! →

Gig no: 22. Where? We Are Funny Project, Farr’s Dance Studio, Dalston Why? I applied and my wish was granted. Who Held My Hand? Not a bringer night. Phewieeee. What Happened? The 2nd gig I’ve done for the irrepressible Italian Alex Martini and the We Are Funny Project. But 1st time at their Dalston venue. I … Continue reading Scouse Rant’s 1st Outing →