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13Jul/160

12 years after graduating uni

So I graduated university 12 years ago today, on 13 July 2004, aged 22.

Since then, what have I achieved?

+ Worked office jobs in UK for 10 years.

+ Worked away from home during the week for 9 out of 10 of those years.

+ Started improv classes on May 1st, 2010 with ComedySportz UK in Manchester, aged 27 & 5/6s.

+ Won £100 for a Twitter joke competition.

+ Applied to emigrate to Australia.

+ Did stand up "comedy" twice. Hated doing stand up comedy, twice.

+ Joined up with Wow Impro and did my first proper show with them in March 2012, aged 29 & 2/3s.

+ Got long listed in a short screenplay competition.

+ Was asked to join the CSzUK Sunday League team, and then got fired 2 shows later, at the end of August 2013 for wanting to try long form and put on a one off show.

+ Put on an indie improv show with my friends (as Beware The Gnomes) on November 23, 2013. Thus ensuring the Dr Who Anniversary will always be fondly remembered by me as a day when I got to have fun with my friends.

+ Got several writing credits on BBC Radio for Newsjack for Writing one liners. And got paid for them.

+ Got several podcast writing credits for writing/ co-writing sketches.

+ Got a couple of stage credits for writing sketches.

+ Lost weight.

+ Left Wow Impro and office jobs.

+ Emigrated to Australia, Jan 12, 2015.

+ Arrived in Brisbane on Jan 14, 2015.

+ Moved to Melbourne on March 15, 2015

+ Got my first studio apartment.

+ Attended my first Improv Conspiracy Harold night / Cage Match at The Dan, on March 18, 2015. Hosted by Lucy and Tim.

+ Started doing improv classes at Improv Conspiracy and Impro Melbourne, April 2015.

+ Met, and became friends with, lots of lovely improv people.

+ Got an office job. (May 2015)

+ Lost weight

+ Did a weekend comedy writing course at RMIT.

+ Got asked to be a cast member for an improv show, Full Disclosure (October 2015).

+ Felt like I really bottomed out in everything (November 2015).

+ Diagnosed with depression & put on meds. (Dec 2015)

+ Graduated TIC training program.

+ Auditioned for TIC house teams.

+ Placed on inaugural Fresh Blood team, Dad Fight. (Jan 2016)

+ Accepted I'm not broken inside, and am just asexual. (Jan 2016.) https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2008/sep/08/relationships.healthandwellbeing

+ Did a monologue and "came out" as asexual at a comedy show on Valentine's Day.

+ Gained weight.

+ Performed 8 shows with Dad Fight.

+ Contemplating career switch, to what, I'd no idea.

+ Visited home aka Wigan. (May 2016)

+ Gained weight.

+ Refocused myself to think of Melbourne as home.

+ Returned home to Melbourne. (June 2016)

+ Refocused myself to look at the positives. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=f3jdbFOidds

+ Eliminated some negatives (removed some Facebook friends who ghosted me, etc).

+ Gained weight

+ Moved apartment to somewhere that actually feels like home, even though I've only lived there a week. (July 5, 2016)

+ Started attending an evening singing course at VCA. (Day before yesterday.)

+ Started attending an evening acting course at VCA. (Yesterday).

+ Started personal weight loss program. (Today)

+ Still contemplating career switch.

+ Wrote this post. (Today).

So, thanks Salford University. Your degree has allowed me to find new friends, a new home and my place in the world, 10,500 miles away from you.

I wonder what the next 12 years will bring?

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14Jan/150

Diary of an Unphilistine

Australia - Day 1 - Wednesday 14 January 2015 - Brisbane

Thought I'd start my new life with a bit of a diary (however infrequently it gets posted.)

My final destination is Melbourne, but I'm spending a few weeks in Brisbane with family first.

Arrived in Brisbane at 6.40am local time on Wednesday. Managed to sleep a bit (probably 6 hours) on the 13 hour 20 minute Dubai to Brisbane leg (and for an hour or so on the Manchester To Dubai leg). I awoke on the plane at 2am Brisbane time. It was my best "sleeping on a plane" journey ever. The only low point was when I dipped the tip of my tie in the baked beans on my breakfast plate once we landed in Dubai. I handled it as deftly as the next International Man of Mystery by sucking the end of my tie to remove the rich tomato sauce. After all, I'm not a philistine. I don't normally travel in a suit, because I don't normally take one. Since I'm emigrating here (and I'll need a job at some point) I figured I better bring the suit. The jacket is fairly heavy and bulky so it made sense to wear it rather than pack it.

After going through e-immigration at Brisbane airport (very quick as opposed to the man at the desk variety of years past) I got my bags and was at my relatives for 8am ish. My British mobile didn't update the time automatically on arrival, so I can't be 100% sure.

Spent the day unpacking at my Auntie and Uncle's and talking to visiting cousins. Ate tea (think I'll always call the evening meal that because I'm from North West of England) of Lasagna and I managed not to spill any of it on my still pristine white shirt. (And didn't spill anything else on the shirt during the entire trip barring the bean juice incident in Dubai.) As I was getting undressed to go to bed (I know what you're thinking, and yes, I do sing the Stripper music to myself during the whole process. Every single time as it makes it into a cardio workout. Though I am glad the tassels did not flag up any issues when I went through the body scanners at the airport.), I noticed there was a small speck of lasagna sauce on my outer cuff. Great, now I'll need to wash it before I wear it again. Not being a philistine is a lot of work these days.

Went to bed after a quick shower at 10pm. Then the smoke alarm went off. It was annoying at first, but after a while the sound (in association with the smoke) enabled me to drift off to sleep easily.

PS. There was even 10MB of free wifi on the DXB to BNE route because it was an A380. Here's me in my shirt and tie at 35,000 feet just off the Northern coast of Australia:

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Not pictured, the bean juiced end of the tie.

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