"I think," said the comedian Urzila Carlson, "I'm girlier than most girls ... in my situation." Giggle, giggle, she went. Giggle, giggle, I went. Quite a bit of this girly giggling went on. She has a terribly contagious giggle which must have been hell for her teachers, but it is useful for a comedian - it spreads the laughs.
She is a comfortable sort of comedian; cosy rather than confrontational, you think when you see her. She is more likely to "take the piss" out of herself than to pick on you in the audience. She hardly ever gets heckled and this is partly, probably, because she looks so friendly. But also, I reckon, you'd heckle her at your peril. She has a pretty giggle, and face, but she also has a pointed tongue which she pointed at me, once or twice.
She is ferociously protective of her private life, at least the details relating to her fiancee and their daughter, who is 16 months old and whose name she won't share.
She did do a story for a women's mag about having a baby, but she told me off for saying that she had sold that story. She most certainly did not, she said, she did it to promote her comedy show and: "If you read it, it said nothing."
