Monday 29th February 2016

Well, I've nailed my to-do list for the day, even if it was a day littered with procrastination.

After working from home this morning (just put in 3 hours, because I've agreed to be in the office for 'full' days on Tuesday and Thursday this week), my plan was simple: to complete the gaps in the two comedy tours we have coming up (one solo, one with Edd and Andy) but I spent a bit longer than I should have done with that...indeed, my 'scheduled' outbox now has 108 emails in it ready to go tomorrow. I'm just missing 3 dates, that's all, hopefully from those a venue or two will pop up.

I replied to a bunch load of more gig offers that have come in, plus studio offers and odd 'guest appearance offers' (ie; would I like to be a guest on a radio show about Ben Folds? Yes, yes I would) and then finally had a chance to be creative after all of this admin.

That's really when the procrastination kicked in; I did my washing, I did some more washing - those clothes were arguably clean (enough) already, I drove into Ely just to buy some shower gel and was far too chatty to the very confused till assistant. I bought a scratchcard and joked to the woman in the newsagent that it could be my lucky day! Fucking wasn't.

Eventually, though, I nailed episode 14 of the soap - it's a lovely one, all in one big scene, which I'm really proud of (the writers of Porridge used to do this so well), and big and dramatic too. Just finished episode 15, that took just over 2 hours to write. It feels like a sitcom episode, I may have to tone it down a bit, but it ends with a "oooohhhh" moment. Hopefully that's what the audience will be doing, anyway. I'm also really aware of the fact that I've given my character, Harvey (who isn't in it much at all) by far the funniest lines of the whole episode, and I don't want to be one of those writers that does that.