“Wait. I think I just… yeah, I just had an idea…”

I can sense it before it happens now.

Something about the look in their eye. A slightly quizzical glance, as though they’re weighing something up. This is normally the point in the evening just after the information that I write/perform has been introduced. Generally not by me, as I usually try to avoid having to answer the inevitable questio-

“So where do you get your ideas?”

A-a-and it’s all downhill from there – me stuttering away, and desperately trying not to a) bore everybody, b) sound pre...