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No you can't vote me anymore at the 2017 comedy Awards which was won by the Now Show amazingly!   But you can vote for Sandwich Bar for Best Radio Comedy at the Chortle Awards.  Yay!  

C'mon I want an award.

http://www.chortle.co.uk/news/2017/02/15/26884/vote_in_the_2017_chortle_awards

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Reader Comments (7)

Dear dear me.
25 minutes of Brexit or Trump observations by P&D & their chums(one must be female for quotas)=1 award & multiple more series.
Yawn.
Keep it up Alexei. F**k 'em.

February 22, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterMr F B

thank you to say that

February 24, 2017 | Unregistered Commenterمشاور کنکور

Too busy reading Thatcher Stole My Trousers to vote for anything.
Wassat about leaving the EU you say?

March 1, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterPhil

I'd like to see Benny Hill pick this one up...

March 2, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterRussell Jones

I was going to vote but it required answering too many other questions like who is the best compere, support act, club, promoter, doorperson, accountant ... and I decided as I didn't know the answers to those other questions as I am not omnipresent at every gig then I had best leave it to those who were as one couldn't vote in one category without having to have an opinion in all the others. It almost may be feel sorry for the people who have to pick the Oscars. Almost. But not quite.

March 7, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterAnthony Miller

The polling station was closed before i could vote. But, you are bound to win. Congratulations and I hope you are busy writing a new award winning novel. By the way, on Google search only Alexei Nikolaevich, Tsarevich (Tsar of all the Russias) is ahead of you.

March 7, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterEd

Dear A.S.

Hope you are well. I'm actually on the wrong Blog post, as I usually post to another. Hope you have a holiday planned this year, as you have been so hard writing and scribbling.
I remember my parents could not afford to take trips to Siberia, I hated the sun and always wanted to sit in a mine.
Anyway I vividly remember lovely holidays sitting in rock pools and looking over to the distance at the beautiful sea. When I reached seven I realised they had been hanging bath towels at the end of the garden and the sand, well, it was just a pit full of plastic crabs. I often wondered why I kept getting glimpses of back to back Victorian houses.

Anyway I have to get off now as these pressure pants are cutting off my circulation. I wish I could make it to London, but just like Royal mail, I guess I'd never get there.

Good luck and we are all counting on you.

B Hoffman..

April 7, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterBen Hoffman

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