Shaun Diseased Wilson

A show I made a while back during which I was indeed infected with illness. As a result much of this is an exorcism of my feelings relating to illness. This monologue however begins to become illustrated; mostly by sketches related to the literature of my childhood. I know that sounds boring but it probably isn’t and if you love whinging you’ll love this. I’d say it’s like the playwright Alan Bennett if he was a bit more rubbish and not from Yorkshire. Oh and I’ve never worked Peter Cook and Dudley Moore. So basically it’s nothing like Alan Bennett.

 

Looking back I’m amazed that this is any way coherent (ah the wonders of editing) and I think it’s a good if somewhat uncharacteristically personal show.