Improv has an Improv Problem

July 2020

I’ve been thinking about trying to write this for a few months, held back only by the thought that actually putting words to paper might push me to finally quit a hobby that over the last two years has completely taken over the social element of my life.

To summarise who I am, and what I perceive myself to ‘be’ to improv, I ‘run’ a small indie troupe called Allison – one of several groups in the UK who thought it would be unique and quirky to use a random woman’s name to describe ourselves, and perform regularly with Fat Penguin Improvised Comedy, one of the two major improv schools in Birmingham.

Recently there’s been one niggling question in the back of my mind. And it’s ever more prevalent in the cold light of lockdown – now that the dopamine drip, which gives a little burst of…