I went through to Avant Garde for Jeff Jeffrey’s open mic night but there was no-one else there apart from Jeff, barstaff, the owner and his mate. I lost the will to live and left without performing.
The next night I went back through to Glasgow to do a slot at Hillhead Bookclub poetry night. Emma and I felt a bit out of place when we were the only ones not to scream with excitement at Pride month. I am so not woke.
I read a few poems from Ordinary Punter that have never been performed before, seeing as how the paperback edition is now out. Hope you enjoy the video.
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