Tonight is my last ever gig in my forties and fittingly is a no fee gig at a school to run in some links and a new routine. A good full stop then to what I refer to as my lost comedy decade!
As I explain in my book, Eclipsed, all comics and most people I meet in show-biz are in the process of writing or ‘developing’ some project or other. In order of ambition; a screenplay, TV sit-com, radio sit-com or play, TV treatment, a children’s book… and in the main, with absolutely zero success.
Harry joins Tom in Brazil today – to make some videos for Tom and record his extraordinary world tour for Homecoming – beginning tomorrow. Tonight, the remaining Holland’s are taking in Guardians of the Galaxy at our local cinema – I’m telling Paddy he can have anything food related and can even go large. Back at ya Sao Paulo!
On a busy main road a little along from where we live are a series of scruffy shops and cafes with car parking at right angles on the pavements only adding to the general unsightliness.
I have never had a nice car. Too many kids to transport about the place and as such my cars have always been trashed anyway. At any one time there has always been enough discarded food in the seat pockets and footwells to feed a homeless person for a week. Then Tess came along so add dog treats and pooh bags…
More news than thoughts this post.
A boring update for anyone unless you’re waiting for your copy of Eclipsed -the envelopes arrive on Monday and I am sending books then pronto (once I get back from golf!)…
A day long photo shoot this week for my forthcoming run at the Edinburgh festival. It was a real team affair with Mrs H on camera duty. Harry doing a video-log of the day (yet to be seen).
To people who have ordered Eclipsed in the last week or so – my apologies for delay in dispatching.
I have copies of the book and they are signed, dedicated and ready – but… I have run out of envelopes. I know. A schoolboy error on my part but helps to explain why I am a comedian and not a businessman.
Tom is home for a few weeks ahead of his Homecoming world tour and naturally, his brothers are excited to have their big bro home. Paddy’s current mania is basketball and I haven’t the heart to explain to him that this is not a sport for the Holland stature. And Tom doesn’t help matters by deciding to buy Paddy his own basketball hoop for the garden. My garden!
Here’s a thing – at a garden centre today with my eldest son – I go for a mooch amongst the plants (as you do) – observing which plants I like and might like to take home with me – to kill, (eventually).