I had a gig at the "QI Club" in Oxford on Thursday night.
It was a decent enough night for me , although it was a slight anti-climax after the last few gigs. But I still had a pretty good time.
I had an early morning flight to Luton. 7am. ouch!
I spent the evening before watching dramatic reconstructions of plane crashes on the National Geographic cable channel.
Just as we were coming into land at an incredibly windy Luton Airport, the lights above the emergency exit doors flashed on.
This wasn't too re-assuring, but we landed ok in the end.
The truly memorable aspect of the gig occurred when one of the acts on the bill recited a jokey poem about the recently departed Jeremy Beadle.
It was a cheeky, joshy ode to JB, and wasn't really offensive.
However, the inclusion of this piece caused major rumblings in the audience as a debate began between the comedian and the audience over whether it was actually ok to do a piece such as this.
He'd recently organised a big quiz night in the QI Club which several of them attended, and it became clear they were very fond of him.
They kept mentioning that he'd raised 100 million quid for charity, (an undoubtedly impressive figure)...
Anyway, eventually the exasperated comedian said..."ok, so what do you want? a 2 minute silence for him or what?"
Most of the audience nodded approvingly.
So we had an impeccably observed 2 minute silence in memory of Jeremy.
It was probably the most surreal moment I've ever experienced in a comedy club.
The gig continued after the silence, and the rest of the night was fine.
I was sad to hear of the death of Miles Kington as well last week.
He wrote really funny little column in The Independent every day.
A typical line from him was ;
"knowledge consists of knowing that a tomato is a fruit, and wisdom consists of not putting it in a fruit salad"...
beautiful...!
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