A Comedian Called Carl Drinking Coffee

Carl didn’t get his normal sleep so is a bit sad. He muses on some new beans and how he wants to start a cult.

For any old Carl and Chris aficionados, this is a little lockdown treat. Carl has a lovely catch up over the internet with his old partner in crime Chris Martin.

Carl is at his desk well slept and musing on corona conspiracies and the positives of having nothing to do.

Carl talks you through social distancing at the Sunday farmers market, early bed times and spots a sneaky cat in his garden.

Carl is getting over jet lag, enjoying all the free time and musing on how he missed ‘Clap for the NHS’.

Carl is back at his desk having made it home! He muses on the journey, plane films and working out his daily routine for the lockdown.

Carl is still in Melbourne sitting in a garden listening to the passing trains musing on how to cope with our new found free time.

Carl is still in Melbourne but a flight home is on the cards. He’s also watched the matrix, done a bad joke online and read a useful passage in a book.

Carl is still stranded in Melbourne musing on his situation as well as his visit to a supermarket and what box sets he’s watching while on hold to Qantas

Carl is back in Melbourne waiting to see if he can stay or not. He gives some tips on keeping calm at times like this.

Carl is in Adelaide and musing on the sad but understandable cancellation of the Melbourne International Comedy Festival. He now embarks on a financially ruinous holiday while he contemplates what the future holds.

Carl is in Robe (South Australia) drinking a plunger coffee for the first time musing about the coronavirus pandemic as well as his trip to the ‘Round the twist’ lighthouse.

Carl is in Melbourne and hasn’t slept since leaving the UK. He’s jet lagged musing on people who have uniform mugs, watching films on planes and more.

Carl is in Manchester again and staying in a strange hotel musing on fruit and the coronavirus

The intro music is back and hopefully quieter. Carl muses without a coffee for the first time on old days euphemisms, house plants and shares a story about a family member.

It’s Monday morning and Carl muses on his weekend in Newcastle, driving home late at night, meditating on a rock and the panic surrounding the coronavirus.

As we reach the quarter century of episodes, Carl caves in to public pressure about the music. He also sits in his hotel room hardly drinking bad coffee and musing about Newcastle.

It’s Wednesday and Carl is musing about different days of the week, being in an international WhatsApp group, planning for a long haul flight and itchy feet!

Carl is home and tired having stayed up on Saturday night/ Sunday morning to watch the Tyson Fury fight. He muses on sport and tiredness.

Carl is in Manchester having a bad instant coffee musing on horror films and telling young people off for talking in the cinema

Carl isn’t feeling very well but gets a nice visit from a Robin. He muses on possible former lives, the joker and whether or not anything truly matters.

It’s Monday morning and Carl has new beans. He muses on some sad news from the weekend, garden slugs and having grown up beers.

Carl is in a hotel in Cardiff drinking a terrible instant coffee musing on not being able to do impressions and a spicy chilli paste he tried in Phuket.

It’s February 12th and Carl muses on people buying in to Valentine’s Day, raw cakes and not having a family signet ring like posh people.

It’s Monday morning and Carl muses on storm Ciara, loud bottle recycling and parent admin.