Some people may dread that women will come on and talk about periods. I don't. I dread that the next 20 something white middle class male will come on and do some inadvisable and ill-conceived material on rape or pedophilia or something being LITERALLY the funniest thing that ever happened, when it LITERALLY is not.

Piers my one true love, my Lord of Loveland, my bastion of succour, my dream boat of the Cuddling Line, has been bedazzled and enchanted by the whore of Babylon. His assistant, Kathleen.

Meet Dave: the Weetabix-loving squirrel who makes a daily visit to pick up some morning wholegrain goodness. Stephen Heath from North London ma...

If you're starting out in comedy as a writer or performer, and you've never been to the Edinburgh Fringe, I have one piece of advice. It's the only piece of advice I can guarantee is absolutely correct, and it's the one piece you'll ignore, which is this: Forget Edinburgh.

I remember being overwhelmed with jealousy when I discovered Google's Streetview cars were collecting wifi data. I wanted to be in that car. I wanted to be that car, absorbing passwords and social profiles and browser histories like a glorious, four-wheeled, authoritarian digi-sponge.

The thing about Milton Keynes is that it is not quite enough like Singapore. Literally no-one has thought this before. It is an entirely original sentence. You read it here first. It is, however, not my thought.

With the second series of the show having sadly reached it's climax Mr. Dredge is hard at work in his grotto having already unleashed what he calls his 'bonkers audiobook for kids' and the rumour mill will have it that he's already slaving away with his trusty sidekicks preparing for round 3 of the series.

After you do something like writing and directing a sketch, you feel compelled to help others who might want to achieve their own dream of writing and directing a sketch. So you do what comes naturally: explain How You Did It, in 17 easy steps.

Thanks to our friends at Findus, horsemeat is now more popular than ever. What better way to say "I love you" than to cook this delicious heart-shaped meaty treat for that special someone in your life?

My need for alcohol is actually starting to affect my powers of perception, and I now seem to be existing in a reality that is part medieval England, part Narnia. Alternatively, I might be seeing things as they are, and Perth is a few years behind the rest of Australia.

My boss discovered I'd stopped drinking, when I knocked back a beer after work on Monday. 'You don't want one? Oh that's right, you're on the wagon. ...

There used to be show on television I would have been perfect for, Grumpy Old Men. Unfortunately, or indeed fortunately, I am only 23 years of age. Nevertheless, here is a list of the things I feel people must not do.

Recent posts include subconscious musings on the Christmas season, why blue dogs are more expensive than pink dogs, and gems inspired by the news of impending parenthood. And you should go and have a look right now, because it's utterly brilliant. And then come back here, obviously.

Last week, I was fortunate enough to attend the British Comedy Awards. Having missed my opportunity to do so two years in a row previously, I was naturally excited to be in a room surrounded by my favourite British comics

My writing tips were facetious reflections of the kind of 'inspirational' guff that's very hard to avoid on the Internet, and for which I've coined the term Unspirational Quotes.