Four try-out nights and ten murders.
New newsletter; new puzzle; new try-outs! Same old comedian.
Hello. Happy February. (I know, I know, but you’re nearly through it now. Just try to forget it’s an extra-long one this year.)
You’re getting this - I hope - because once when you were young and carefree and it felt like you had all the time in the world you signed up to receive my newsletter, which I used to send out roughly once in a blue moon via a thing called TinyLetter. However, the dynamic new owners of the thing called TinyLetter have, they tell me, been looking at ways it could become even better, and they’ve now decided the main way in which it could do that is by ceasing to exist. So, poor old TinyLetter has gone to live on a farm with Napster and Friends Reunited and the good version of Twitter; and me and my list of people who once signed up to hear from me now and then have moved over here to Substack. It seems fine so far. But of course, if you promised your great-granny on her death-bed you would never experiment with Substack, I’ll quite understand if you unsubscribe. However, here is a button inviting you to do the exact opposite:
Anyway, now we’re here, here’s the news with me. Firstly, I’m doing another one-off episode of Souvenir Programme, like last year’s, which will go out on BBC Radio 4 at the end of May. And this of course means the usual semi-secret try-out nights which I only tell people about on this newsletter. This year, they’ll all be at Cecil Sharp House in Camden, on the 2nd, 12th and 31st of March and the 10th April. Tickets remain an inflation-ignoring £11, and you can buy them here. The shows start at 7:30, will be over by 9, and are suitable for any children for whom Souvenir Programme is suitable. And yes, there will be Subjective Guess Who. Of course there will.
Secondly, you may remember I said last year I was going to write a ridiculously complicated murder mystery puzzle in the form of a box of postcards. Well, against all the odds, I’ve actually done it. Here is a one minute video revealing the title, and the gorgeous cover art by Tom Gauld:
…But if you didn’t get where you are today by wasting one minutes watching title-reveal videos, then it’s called The Researcher’s First Murder. And either way, you can pre-order it here.
Alright, I think that’s it. Now to find out if this thing works, or if I’ve just been talking to myself for half an hour.
Love,
The Airport.
Possibly the thing I'll miss most, having abandoned London during the Great Plague, is sharing germs with John, Lawry, Simon, Margaret, Carrie and all the respiring fans at the Secret Library. I'll look forward to the special and the murders. Love to you all. Xxxx
The only reason I can’t make it to these is because if I told my friend who lives in England that I am going to London to see John Finnemore when I haven’t been there to her in three years, for “several reasons”, she might stop being my friend. Excited that I backed up the cards at the very beginning and can’t wait to get them! Thank you for these newsletters, they are scarce but they always make me laugh. Congrats on everything!