Well I was impressed. He kicked off at 7 and permitted us a brief interval at 10! Theatere staff advised it was likely to go on till at least 2. We left about 11, even so The Boy is still asleep and off school for the day.
True, most of the audience appear to have been let out from a Home for the Bewildered ("Most of you have been reported missing") but the energy, professionalism and sheer presence were impressive. Old jokes told with great panache, quite a few surprises and lots of ad libs (To man with long hair and beard "Where were you born?" "Walsall", "Becuase you look more like you were trapped") Merciless piss taking of people going to the toilet (on outward and inbound journeys) and some old fashioned variety acts of the kind I thought no longer existed: BIG GIRL doing Streisand songs and weird woman with guitar and lots of teeth singing C&W. And a 15 year old magician whi did some amazing stuff with pigeons which had The Boy standing on his seat.
Glad we went. And he can still sing.
The Boy insisted on purchasing a tickling stick (
) which will now do duty against hte cobwebs.
"You can tell we're the Capital of Culture. I found my car jacked up on four piles of encyclopaedias this morning"
