The queen of the caustic punchline talks about plastic surgery, embarrassing her daughter and turning her life as a single mum into a sitcom
Katherine Ryan is busily scrolling through a neighbourhood Facebook group when we meet. Someones dog attacked another dog today which was sad, she says, but mostly people are just selling things. However, her days in north London might be numbered. Im just ready to be a bit country, she explains. Back in 2007, when she arrived in the UK, Ryan headed straight for Crouch End, where a gaggle of fellow Canadian comics had already settled down, and where she now spends her days mooching around in a velour Juicy Couture tracksuit she bought when Paris Hilton was at her peak.
But the 35-year-old is now ready for a change. Her itchy feet are particularly understandable when you consider just how much has happened in the last 12 years. Previously a staff trainer for the Hooters restaurant chain in Canada, Ryan arrived in London with her then boyfriend, didnt think shed stay long and flitted between London and her tiny home town of Sarnia, Ontario. Her comedy career was in its infancy (I was definitely doing an impression of Sarah Silverman) but watching the likes of Sara Pascoe made her fall for Londons standup scene, and put down roots in the city. She worked a 9 to 5 job, had a daughter, Violet who is now 10 and became a single mum when her relationship with Violets father ended. I didnt even have a phone when she was born. A poor mum is a good mum, she deadpans.