Sunday will come and go and I will miss father’s day as am off to London. So here is my tribute to my dad, don’t worry he is still alive and kicking at 80 years old.
My daddy used to carry me over seaweed at beach holidays as I was utterly petrified of the seething bubbly alien mass covered in blue bottles. It was basically moving and buzzing embedded in the sand and the thought of standing on dirty flies scared me to death, so he would lift me up all the way down to the water.
Then as I saw the roaring ocean, I would need the toilet and he would carry me all the way back up the beach to do a pee, as I cried behind a big stone, convinced a blue bottle would come near my bare bum.
He had three other older kids to tend to, but he had to devote this entire time to me, probably worried sick his other kids were drowning.
That’s my dad.
In the early 60s before anyone else had one, my daddy made me a skateboard. Yes, an actual skateboard with roller skate wheels attached to the bottom. I managed to stand on it, roll down a hill crashed into a parked lorry and smashed my two front teeth into my upper lip.
We had no car in inner city Glasgow, so he ran all the way to the doctors with me in his arms, spewing blood and teeth. He worked in a steel factory, five days a week, so this must have been his day off.
My dad could repair television’s and radio’s and even built a whole stereo system way before it’s time and he taught me how to solder circuit boards.
One summer’s day as he lay in bed off the night shift, 30 kids in our street played rounder’s and a stray dog attacked me, biting into my flesh, my dad identified my scream from all the other kids. He leapt from his bed and ran with my bleeding hand to the doctors, I am sure you recognise a recurring theme here.
One winter night I was crossing the road to the church going to the Brownie’s for my road safety badge, and yes….you guessed it, I got knocked down with a car…..my dad arrived on the scene and promptly attacked the speeding driver and sat in an ambulance with both me and the man he beat up for hitting his daughter with a car. He kept slapping the driver, all the way to the hospital. That’s my dad.
My dad left my mum when I was 12 years old and every weekend he met me off the bus to give me money and share a supper. He reminded me how much he loved me and missed me.
The day my mother was found dead in the River Clyde my dad sat in my house and held me for hours as I sat in shock.
My dad walked the length of a hospital corridor the night I gave birth and cried out loud as the labour went onto for 48 hours or more. When he saw his granddaughter with her tufts of dark hair, he tenderly lifted her up and whispered “why did you take so long for me to hold you?”.
When my daughter was ten she went missing after going to the shops and we had to call the police. You can imagine the terror and shock this caused.
For four hours she was in a new friend’s garden in the West End of Glasgow oblivious to the trouble she had caused, and playing on a bike. My dad ran up and down the Byres Rd with a photo of Ashley, stopping everyone and asking them to look at the picture. The police didn’t find Ashley, my dad did. She walked out of a garden and into his arms, wondering why her granddad was running about with a photo of her. He bought her a bike.
My dad sat in a court in 1996 and watched me give evidence against a man who sexually abused me as a kid, he wept buckets throughout the whole ordeal. He stood outside the court room and waited for me as I walked out of the witness box and he apologised for not protecting me from this man who was his brother in law.
He told me he was so proud of me for standing up there and telling the truth and being brave. I assured him he didn’t need to apologise to me, that he was a great dad and I was proud of him.
The court officials all stood back as we both wept.
I hugged him tight and he whispered to me “want to leave here, go to the beach? Don’t worry I will carry you over the seaweed”
Happy Father’s Day Daddy.
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In episode 152 of Janey Godley’s podcast the comedy mother and daughter duo discuss Operation Yewtree, Rebekka Brooke’s court chargers and Rockness Festival.
Ashley reads more of her teenage diary and rants on about ‘hipsters’, Janey explains the basics of sharing an electric razor and Ashley goes deep into the reasoning of her mother’s relationship with her father and asks “would Janey have an affair?” Possibly some angry singing and the Bold Alec makes an appearance.
Mother and Daughter comedy team get to natter and the world gets to hear it on Janey Godley’s podcasts, expect some bawdy language and home truths, as Janey Godley and Ashley Storrie lead you down the roads less taken in their fantastic weekly podcast. Listen as mother and daughter banter, bait and burst with laughter.
Janey Godley Podcast at: Episode 152
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(Please be aware that this Podcast Contains strong language)
In episode 151 of Janey Godley’s podcast the comedy mother and daughter duo discuss Operation Yewtree, Rebekka Brooke’s court chargers and Rockness Festival.
Ashley reads more of her teenage diary and rants on about ‘hipsters’, Janey explains the basics of sharing an electric razor and Ashley goes deep into the reasoning of her mother’s relationship with her father and asks “would Janey have an affair?” Possibly some angry singing and the Bold Alec makes an appearance.
Mother and Daughter comedy team get to natter and the world gets to hear it on Janey Godley’s podcasts, expect some bawdy language and home truths, as Janey Godley and Ashley Storrie lead you down the roads less taken in their fantastic weekly podcast. Listen as mother and daughter banter, bait and burst with laughter.
Janey Godley Podcast at: Episode 151
If you would like to support our podcast then please do so by clicking onto Our Donate Page and donate via PayPal or like us on Facebook
For more information on how you can help Matthew McVarish visit The Road to Change website
Check out our Brad Pitt Style Perfume Advert
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Get your copy of Molly Wobbly’s Tit factory, live cast recording: Here.
Check out: The saga of Tim and Freya
You can check out all our videos on: YouTube
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You can find all the info regarding Janey’s live shows by just clicking Gigs!
We hope you enjoy our Podcasts it would be great if you would pass it on, thanks Janey Godley & Ashley Storrie.

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In episode 150 of Janey Godley’s podcast the comedy mother and daughter discuss comedy writers in stand up- good or bad? Janey talks about her dad’s visit to the doctors and their experience with a methadone user.
Ashley gives her latest review on political delusions and how laughing at terrorist’s might be the answer. They both talk about sexual practices and why Ashley will never eat quail.
Mother and Daughter comedy team get to natter and the world gets to hear it on Janey Godley’s podcasts, expect some bawdy language and home truths, as Janey Godley and Ashley Storrie lead you down the roads less taken in their fantastic weekly podcast. Listen as mother and daughter banter, bait and burst with laughter.
Janey Godley Podcast at: Episode 150
If you would like to support our podcast then please do so by clicking onto Our Donate Page and donate via PayPal or like us on Facebook
For more information on how you can help Matthew McVarish visit The Road to Change website
Check out our Brad Pitt Style Perfume Advert
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Check out: The saga of Tim and Freya
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“MUM, can you get my washing out of the machine and hang it up?” my daughter Ashley asked at the weekend. She is 27 years old and still lives at home as a self employed comic and writer. It’s good fun.
My husband and I had made all sorts of plans for our 50s. We love travelling. Toronto, the Netherlands and Los Angeles are just some of the destinations we have visited in the past with my comedy act, but we were going to do so much more.
These plans have been scuppered, as Ashley doesn’t like her dad going with me. He is her full-time father and she is not about to let that go.
Underneath her pretend adult facade is a wee girl who likes having her daddy around.
I inevitably end up going on tour alone, husband stays at home and Ashley commandeers all his attention.
Ashley lives a charmed existence - one that requires no real decision- making, except which shoes to wear or what kind of shellfish to have for tea.
I am not underestimating her abilities or work ethic.
If only I had had an easy life when I was 27 years old.
My mother died when I was 21 and I accepted her death and assumed I didn’t need a mammy anymore. In my head, I was all the woman I was ever going to be. How wrong I was, and still am. I was just a child playing at being an adult.
I was already six years married at 27 years old. I was a mother, managed a bar and a home. I was just a kid, yet I dealt with wee drunk Glaswegians who spent ages trying to figure out if you liked King Billy or the Pope.
Sometimes they challenged you to a boxing match or sex - it depended on the day, really. You learned skills you never knew you had, like speaking Spanish to confuse them or being handy with a bleach spray.
Life in the bar was hard work, especially in Glasgow’s tough East End. I am sure Ashley would have coped admirably, though I am glad she didn’t have to go through such experiences.
We left the bar when she was eight, and by then she had seen enough scary stuff to ensure a few years in therapy when she reaches her thirties.
Her CV is mainly performing in comedy. She had a “one-woman” show at the age of 13 on the Edinburgh Fringe and went on to help run a comedy club in Glasgow at the age of 15.
We both had very different job experiences in our youth. I did work she would hate and she entered a career that I would never have dared to step into or had the confidence to carry off at that age.
But, despite her admirable self-assurance, she is not leaving home.
I encourage her to stay within my wee nest. Having a child at home, despite her full formed adulthood, means I get to be a mother for all time, no date-expiration on my parenting skills.
I am needed, I am wanted and my child is nurtured and loved. Empty-nest syndrome will not be added to the litany of my mid-life crisis problems.
I still check on her as she sleeps, I ensure she has her breakfast and I grump contentedly as I fold up her freshly laundered clothes and lay them on her bed.
I suppose I will have to adjust quickly when she starts bringing guys over to stay. Maybe that will be the time when her bags are packed and she learns how to pay a phone bill.
Then husband and I will finally get jiggy on the sofa at teatime, run naked through the house and play Jackson Browne on full blast without the Iphone plug being ripped out of the wall.
I am looking forward to that golden age, but who will show me how to download music without crashing the PC, cook bread that doesn’t taste like a raffia mat or apply eye-shadow that won’t make me look like a victim of domestic abuse?
I suppose I have to conclude that there are skills I still need to learn - and letting go of my child is only one of them.
Maybe next year? Meanwhile her Star Trek fanaticism drives me nuts.
I AM sick to death of Star Trek episodes. My husband and Ashley, love everything sci-fi and I grit my teeth through every show.
To me, every episode has the same format.
Each week, the crew let some sexually alluring woman on to the ship and the visitor turns everyone into a tree and then they finally expose her as a Cardassian death lord and, by the end of the show, they all agree to never let that happen again. Of course, the next week they invite yet another scantily clad woman aboard!
Ashley screamed: “Mum, there has never been an episode where people get turned into a tree! I checked, so shut up!”
To make matters worse, Ashley wants to buy her dad the entire box set of Star Trek: Voyager.
I am going to go live under the sea.
So thanks for reading, if you want follow me on twitter @JaneyGodley for updates.

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In episode 149 of Janey Godley’s podcast the comedy mother and daughter duo speak about the Woolwich murder and debate the true meaning of terrorism. They discuss the sensationalised media coverage and Ashley has a rant about racism.
They talk about death, murder and how ‘hate crime’ can be unfair. Ashley talks about her ambitions to become a phone sex worker and Janey gets in depth about Ashley’s comedy ambitions.
Mother and Daughter comedy team get to natter and the world gets to hear it on Janey Godley’s podcasts, expect some bawdy language and home truths, as Janey Godley and Ashley Storrie lead you down the roads less taken in their fantastic weekly podcast. Listen as mother and daughter banter, bait and burst with laughter.
Janey Godley Podcast at: Episode 149
If you would like to support our podcast then please do so by clicking onto Our Donate Page and donate via PayPal or like us on Facebook
For more information on how you can help Matthew McVarish visit The Road to Change website
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We hope you enjoy our Podcasts it would be great if you would pass it on, thanks Janey Godley & Ashley Storrie.
I HAD cause to be in the Western Infirmary’s accident and emergency unit in Glasgow recently. A huge fat teenager in his best sports wear (maybe he was in training for the forthcoming Commonwealth Games, in the running-with-a-knife event?) came in behind me. He obviously wasn’t getting the immediate attention he deserved, what with his swagger (maybe he had a dislocated hip?) anyway….I disliked him because he sneered at me.
His fist clenched he banged on the counter and demanded that someone look at him. The woman on the reception was busy writing something down and carried on with her work.
He let rip a foul tirade of abuse at the wee woman. I would like to call her sassy Susan, she was wearing a tall bee hive blonde hair do and that amazing bright pink lip liner that you just know she can do with one hand and no mirror.
She merely bent down and pressed a button under the counter, then she smiled at him and slammed the glass window shut.
Three seconds later, five policemen came out and hustled him to the door.
“My da’ is fucking dying!” he yelled. The cops ignored him “I will you tube tis you bastards”
The cops laughed and said “hey YOU tube….move it”.
I love that in Glasgow we use the word TUBE as an insult….
Just then, the double doors to the exit banged open and there stood an old man with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He had bare, mottled legs and was wearing a dirty old towelling robe and jangling enough gold bracelets to justify being Glasgow’s oldest white rapper.
“Son,” he spoke quietly, “give yer da’ a light for his fag and stop annoying the polis.”
Might not be pretty representation of Glasgow- but these are my people and this is my Scotland.
There is the other side as well, head to the West End and the nice mung bean cous-cous side of town and meet the folk who like to knit yoga mats….but people despite appearances can all be pains in the ass. Yet am proud of Scotland, you know why?
That irritating closet racist and homophobe and UKIP leader Nigel Farage (weird name for a man who hates all things European) came to Edinburgh recently to rally some troops for his ‘party’ and was promptly run out of town. Yes an angry mob gave him short shift, they may have been loud, raucous and sweary….but they did it.
The UKIP can maintain their ‘we aren’t racist’ stance but it doesn’t wash in Scotland - we have a saying “don’t piss on my back and tell me it’s raining” and that Mr Farage is what we hate about liars….the fact you assume we don’t know you.
So life goes on, am looking forward to June firstly me and Ashley (my comedy daughter) are performing at Rock Ness festival….I can’t tell you how much this worries me, am scared of moths, but it will be immense fun.
I still hate camping though and then on June 22nd I will be recording my one woman show at The Comedy Cafe Theatre in Rivington street East London.
I can’t wait to do this, as so many people have asked me can they buy recordings of shows and I had none. I had done a few shaky video’s of my shows but nothing that could be sold.
Producing and selling without a BIG MAJOR distributor is the way forward for comics and this way, we can support a small indie company AND get my show on CD
So now the awesome people at The Comedy Cafe Theatre are going to get this done. If you want to see it live, check out the gigs list on my website and buy tickets and come along.
So thanks for reading, if you want follow me on twitter @JaneyGodley for updates.

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In episode 148 of Janey Godley’s podcast the comedy mother and daughter discuss The Oxford rape case, Cardinal O’Brien ‘leaving Scotland’ and the sexual nature of American Apparel adverts.
They wax lyrical about David Sedaris and Janey rants about people pressing her buzzer. Ashley talks about sexual thoughts regarding William Shatner and Janey gets foamy at the mouth about Ryan Gosling. Some new TV shows get a mention and home style haircuts get debated.
Mother and Daughter comedy team get to natter and the world gets to hear it on Janey Godley’s podcasts, expect some bawdy language and home truths, as Janey Godley and Ashley Storrie lead you down the roads less taken in their fantastic weekly podcast. Listen as mother and daughter banter, bait and burst with laughter.
Janey Godley Podcast at: Episode 148
If you would like to support our podcast then please do so by clicking onto Our Donate Page and donate via PayPal or like us on Facebook
For more information on how you can help Matthew McVarish visit The Road to Change website
Check out our Brad Pitt Style Perfume Advert
Click Here To see the art of Hannah Stone
Get your copy of Molly Wobbly’s Tit factory, live cast recording: Here.
Check out: The saga of Tim and Freya
You can check out all our videos on: YouTube
Order “Handstands in the Dark” Paper Back or in EBook
Please rate us or leave a comment on: PodOmatic, ITunes
You can find all the info regarding Janey’s live shows by just clicking Gigs!
We hope you enjoy our Podcasts it would be great if you would pass it on, thanks Janey Godley & Ashley Storrie.