The Last One

They say you never realise you've run your last marathon until years later, when you finally notice you haven't been for a run for months, and you haven't put on that tatty pair of shorts and vaguely smelly t-shirt in order to disappear for ten miles. I wonder if the same is true of comedy; you don't go out with a bang, you just go out less and less, and more and more infrequently, until one day you realise it's been a year since the last time you stood on stage in front of some baying drunks, and you're not sure if you miss it, or miss missing it.