'In 1982 John Connor was a stand up, sketch writer & journalist - crap at all three he decided whilst watching a man performing with a paper bag on his head that as nobody else was going to write about stand up he would'. 'Comics' Papermac 1990.
In 2009 John Connor was diagnosed with MS.
In 2017 John Connor still produces/directs his own live 27 year old resident topical comedy show at London's Comedy Store - 'The Cutting Edge'. He was also a leading UK Casting Director specialising in comedy - including one of the hippest shows 'Black Books' [double BAFTA winning Situation Comedy Award] & for at least a decade the biggest sitcom on British TV 'My Family'.
TV & MS was a step too far - and we know how hard any step can be. Luckily his satirical show was a built in part time job & with the election of Trump is now in the zeitgeist.
John now writes "Fall Down Get Up Again" - an irreverent journey with MS.
There’s a joy in going on a long journey in which I get the luxury of sleeping through the whole thing. It’s practically magical. Or scientifically, ... Read more
Getting started on any career is fraught with difficulty, and the trail that got me to my base camp was truly meandering. It was nearly as ... Read more
Each morning, I’m confronted by an adaptation of the conundrum faced by Forest Gump’s mother: “Life like a box of chocolates: You never know what ... Read more
Going to bed late and sleeping is reportedly a marker of intelligence. In that case, I am definitely something of a genius. So, it’s always a shock ... Read more
Sorry, this story is definitely parochial and about being disabled, rather than narrowly focused on having MS. It also turns out to be somewhat celebratory — ... Read more
Last Wednesday morning didn’t go according to plan. I’m lackluster every Wednesday morn because Tuesday nights are my regular work gig at London’s Comedy Store. I laugh ... Read more
Second in a series. Read part one. Last week, I wrote about solving my back problems by purchasing a mattress topper for my bed. It was a good thing, too, ... Read more
Now, I’m all for complimentary comments on my columns, and in the combative world the internet has engendered, the stroppy ones, too. But it’s when you ... Read more
Everything takes so much damn time! I’m strangely working — or at least doing things I purport as work, such as this column. That’s no different ... Read more
The queue to get into Canterbury Cathedral in bright sunshine seems endless. The quandary of being Dracula strikes me — I’ll either fry in the sun ... Read more
The U.K.’s National Health Service (NHS) turned 70 last week. In England, yes, we are mourning our semi-final defeat by Croatia in the World Cup, but ... Read more
Hi, everyone. I’m absolutely exhausted. And it’s all the fault of the World Cup. Not from any sort of secondary exercise while watching games, but because ... Read more
For those reading this in the U.S., part of what I’m going to write will likely be incomprehensible, as it involves the World Cup. That’s football, ... Read more
A family wedding in the gardens of a grand country house some 30 minutes from Oxford sounds idyllic. And indeed it was. Not, though, for anyone ... Read more
I’ve just dived into the misty world of the allergy medication clemastine. My, there’s a lot already written about it on this site. I was prompted ... Read more
I never kept a diary. I did sometimes muse about it but reckoned I’d never become famous enough for one to be useful. Well, at least in that ... Read more
Arguments over nothing and everything are, in my experience, induced by extreme stress. When my wife and I were at full bore working together, this often ... Read more
The tinkling laughter of tiny children filters through the windows of my bedroom. It’s a sunny Sunday afternoon. In years past, I would be sitting in ... Read more
The problem with writing a weekly column is I always need to come up with new ideas. Luckily, or rather, unluckily, MS always throws me a ... Read more
I saw my neurologist a few weeks ago for what was effectively an emergency meeting. I’d had the customary two rounds of Lemtrada (alemtuzumab) and still ... Read more
Really big things are going on in the world. WW3 is again flagged as a possibility. My world is considerably smaller. It’s mostly my bedroom. I can ... Read more
The stars sometimes align, even for us atheists. My son was making a fleeting weekend visit from his last year at his university. It’s all we ... Read more
Let me introduce you to my wife, Jane, by cheekily lifting the title “Be My Wife” from possibly the only accessible track off Bowie’s seminal ’70s ... Read more
It’s been a grueling three weeks. Birds ate my breadcrumb trail long ago. I was too tired to follow it anyway. Stumbling about has definitely been beyond ... Read more
Usually, I’ve got a fair idea of where I’m headed in my column. This time, I really don’t. I’m confronting something. Maybe nothing. It’s as clear as ... Read more
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