January 20th 1961  (Age 57)
I am a Scottish Stand up Comic, Actor, Journalist, Playwright and Blogger. I am also a published Author, of the book: “Handstands in the Dark” my critically acclaimed memoir.

I work all over the world, either on tour with comedy or theatre. Follow my stories daily and catch up with my unique life.

By the way I regularly post on Twitter if you want to follow my Twitter my user name is: http://twitter.com/JaneyGodley

I love writing my Blog and reading the comments posted, but I do not always have the time to reply or to chat, Thanks.


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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

"Mammy, look there's Santa" the wee girl said as she stared at the big tinsel dressed window. One mitten fell off her hand and she struggled between the leather clad shoes and big boots to pick it up, a red mitten trampled into the slush and snow, her wee white fingers snatched it up and shook it fi . . . ()

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Sunday, September 15, 2013

800x600 "This venue feels really creepy" My daughter Ashley said to me when we stumbled over the wet cobble stones up to the main door of the Underbelly venue in Edinburgh. It was the fringe 2003 and the Underbelly was a giant four or five storey building (depending how you vi . . . ()

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Monday, December 24, 2012

It was Christmas 1974 and Shettleston was knee deep in thick hard snow. The cold seeped in through the badly designed council window frames and the coal strikes coupled with the 3 day week, made us all feel what Russia must be like. We were hungry and freezing.   My mum and . . . ()

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Tuesday, November 20, 2012

“Ma, can I get a Bay City Roller Jumper - they are selling them at the Co-op for £1.99?” I shouted through the toilet door to my mammy. "Everybody has one" I added. My dog Major was at my feet begging to be taken out for a pee, his toe nails were scratching and clicking on . . . ()

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Saturday, July 14, 2012

Many years ago I used to hang out in a wee Italian Café in Shettleston where I was born.   It’s a small place Shettleston; it’s the kinda place where if the full moon gets reflected in the local pond, people threw in dead cats to see if they will be resurrected in its magical waters. I am exa . . . ()

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Thursday, July 21, 2011

(Please be aware that this Podcast Contains strong language)   In episode 54 of Janey Godley’s podcast the jetlagged duo discuss Rupert Murdoch’s wife and the cream pie incident at the select committee, they give an opinion on the latest comedy TV shows. Ashley gives a rundown of the return j . . . ()

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Monday, April 05, 2010

There is nothing better than escaping the slum ridden streets of Glasgow in the searing heat of 1969; I know this, because I did it. I was eight years old and looking forward to going to a caravan in St Andrews. Two things to remember here, caravans are magical when you are eight. They contain a t . . . ()

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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

It’s serious business being three years old. I know this, because I wear big girl’s pants and mummy cheers when I go to the toilet myself, but she hates it when I show Mr Ali in the newspaper shop my big girl’s pants under my dress. There are rules to understand, big people make the rules, then br . . . ()

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