Author: lizziehopley

Gig 7. Where? Blackout, Up the Creek. Again. Why? This gig is my EVEREST. Who Held my Hand? My husband, his Welsh mate and my Blogger mate, Ian. And guest photographer. You ‘eard. PHOTOGRAPHER. What Happened? I LASTED THE WHOLE FIVE MINUTES!! I BEAT THE BLACKOUT!! Seriously, back off Wonder Woman, half my material was written on … Continue reading HOPLEY 1, BLACKOUT 0! (WITH VIDEO PROOF!!) →

Gig 6. Where? Freedom Fridge at the Rose & Crown, Kentish Town Why? Googled them. Emailed them. Bingo. Who Held My Hand? My Director Wino Friend. This gig reeeally tortured her. I put her on a Sauvignon drip. What Happened? Yep, it’s a ‘Bringer Night’. You bring a friend and you stay to the end. The … Continue reading NOT ENOUGH WINE IN THE FRIDGE →

Gig 5. Where? Sara Pascoe’s Work-in-Progress, Camden Head. Why? She asked me, motherf*ckers! Who held my hand? My husband, his mate and my film-blogger mate, Ian. They ALL came for Pascoe. What happened? Just incase we’ve forgotten, I am an award-winning comic. But as King Gong DEATH taught me, this means NOTHING. I must test, … Continue reading SARA PASCOE’S HEAD →

Gig no 4. Where? King Gong, Comedy Store, London. Why? EXACTLY What did I wear? What the f*ck did it matter. Blood ruins everything. Who held my hand? No-one. I did this alone. No witnesses. What Happened? Carnage. I died. I MORE than died. I experienced MEDIEVAL BRITAIN. ANCIENT ROME. And you are going to … Continue reading KING GONG DEATH →

The Deadpool star got roasted in an interview by his own twin, Gordon and Deadpool is a GOD in a red stretchy suit. SO, DO WHAT HE DOES. Interview yourself and use his picture to make people read it! CLICK THIS: Stand-Up Virgin does PRESS (Courtesy of Toby Porter, South London Press).