It was a fun night of supreme silliness at The Royal George (soho) on Thursday. First to the stage was the simply hilarious Christopher Donovan, a man who can karate chop his way through roof tiles, but struggles with the big job of blowing out a candle. Next was the prop punnery and chaos of Richard Woolford who ended with a song about an overly tactile knee. It was then over to Declan Evans who’s not going to Hogwarts, but might leviosa his way through comedy instead. After Declan was Elspeth Reid, who may or may not make her own shampoo and be a campaigner for hen welfare. It was then over to Mac O’Donnell and the weirdest career advice anyone might get: be a career advisor. We then had the fabulous Laura Gómez who has a spectacularly detailed action plan to land herself a well hung crypto currency trader. It was then over to the magical Adam B and a fabulous card trick that blew the nerdiest of minds. Closing the first half was the brilliant Theresa Bradstreet. Tree has had four husbands, no kinds and 165 cats. She also loves her yoga and has perfected the downward facing dogggy style.
After the break, and a little magical, straight jacketed homage to Harry Houdini, we got off to a great start thanks to the hilarious John Pape, the most gloriously lubricated man who is positively drowning in dick. It was then over to the fabulously funny Lisa Murphy. Lisa went to private school, but skipped classes every time there was elocution lessons. It was then over to myth buster Bernard Guff aka Josh Harvey (pictured), who sadly ended his Connect Four winning streak. Con Barbour then hit us with everything from Wagatha Christie to sex on a train before Dean Helliwell confessed that he used to be a plasterer until a serious walking injury brought an end to his promising career. It was then over to HRH Ben Bridgeman, a man so posh…well, if you don’t know what the fourth fork on the left is for you couldn’t possibly understand. It was then over to Kim Hope who reckons if money can’t buy you happiness, you’re just not spending enough time on eBay. Closing the show was the one and only Declan Kennedy, the red head who has been discontinued by EU sperm banks and who is adamant that anger is not, in fact, an energy.
Well that was another fun night at The The Royal George (soho). Headlining next Thursday we have Mark Vincent and Jim Hooker.