The Fraud.

It's been two years since my last blog.

Each day of which, I have looked at myself in the mirror and loathed myself a little bit more, and edged myself a little further away from the people around me.

You can't call it "writer's block" if you've never really written anything - that's like calling yourself an international playboy sex machine whilst you're still a virgin - that spunk doesn't stick - yet here I am pompously parading around parties, introducing myself as a writer/comedian to anyone who'd give me the time of night.

I'm a fraud.

A loveable one, who tries too hard, so I'm told.

Time for me to turn this round.

From this point on, I write.