When I'd published my post on Tuesday, I read it again, and although it was a relief to laugh at some of those things, about how Charlie Kingston went to the police about a six year old's play date, I realised that I had been less than honest in one important respect.
It's all very well being funny and all that, and making light of a bad situation. Finding the humour in things can literally keep you alive I've discovered, as someone living with chronic pain, and it's a habit that I've developed on and off-stage. Humour is quite simply the antidote to all life's ills.