Happy 4 year anniversary to me having to select a professional moniker to use in the public eye because some creepy lunatic flew from America to Dublin to hunt me down and used my real name convince my boss to give him my telephone number.

Woo!
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Also my boss is not at fault here - the guy convinced him he was an old friend of mine and that he needed to contact me pronto. My boss thought there was an emergency; the sombre way the guy was acting made him think that someone might have died and I needed to be reached.

I live in a area that has a v small-town mentality; everyone knows everyone & we go out of our way to help each other. If someone said they needed to pick up a load of firewood you’d give them your friend’s number - “you don’t know him but he has a trailer and can help you out”.

My boss is the loveliest, kindest, most generous old man going and would break his back to help a person in need.

I’m just disappointed he didn’t give the guy my home address because my dad would have come after the creep with a shovel.

Honestly though, I love having Lolsy as my stage name - it’s a nickname my family gave me as a tot and folks have been calling me that since long before I started comedy.

So call me Lolsy. I love Lolsy.

Oh I was furious at him but when he told me what actually happened I was more understanding- the guy said he was an old friend of mine and he had been trying to get though to me for ages about something v serious. My boss thought it was an actual emergency.