Greetings one and all!

This inaugural blog finds the portly half of the Phill and Phil empire 'on the road' very much in the style of Jack Kerouac assuming he was an Irishman with a drinking problem.

Last night in the company of Steve Frost, Andy Smart, Steve Steen and Richard Vranch I played an impro show in Limerick at the university theatre. A good crowd of around 500 saw us arsing around for cash.

Tragically the evening spiralled out of control in a haze of cider, rum and youngsters shouting "legend" in my ear before getting their phone cameras out. I also appear to have thrown up in the night, which I don't remember, although had the presence of mind at the time to have found the sink. And apparently, the plug, which in retrospect is a shame.

Tonight we storm Cork at the Thursday comedy club (City Limits?) and on Friday we best Van Morrison by blowing the roof off of The Belfast Opera House after the panto. After that gig I will be deejaying at a bar called Lavery's from midnight, for those who know any who might care...

ONWARDS!