Wednesday night at The Bell was a fun and eventful show, all kicked off thanks to the fabulously fun Aarian Mehrabani, someone even The Guardian is interested in. Next was Lucas Jones Ho with the linguistic inaccuracies of follicular tenses. We then had Roy Michael, who’s probably in the run for a Nobel Peace Prize. Well, he has a better chance than Donald Jessica Trump. After Roy was Tony Carr and some great interview tips. Sam Hainsworth then had us wonder if barbers should be trusted before Amber Phillips took us through the traumatic peel/stab/stir/decant of ready meal torture. Hot on Amber’s heels was Freddie Cornwell and the rare beast that is the Irish optimist. After Freddie Gary Johl and the TFL slogan for The City: see it, say it, snort it. Sam Gray then explained just why men are only allowed the one aisle in Boots. Closing the first half was the hilarious Franki Stone and why we desperately need to be more wild boar aware…before it’s too late!
After the break we got off to a great start thanks to the brilliant Mj Hunter, a man who can make jokes out of anything…except wolves, apparently. It was then over to Bloody Marie (aka Marie Verger) and the most interesting segue we’ve heard in a long time. Next was Katy Edelsten and the joys of having an allotment and not having kids. We then had Stas Kuz who verges on nominative determinism before Martin Ashworth asked if we enjoyed being advertised to on a daily basis… You can imagine the answer. After Martin was Dan Lopes with a set that left my jaw aching from laughter and him discovering why he may not be getting the online matches he’d hoped. Next was Lucy Atkinson and why “her boy” will stick like and ear worm. Our penultimate act was the frenetic fabulousness of Sam Day and everything from Cleo Laine to Scooby Doo. Closing the show was the fabulously funny Andy Brittain (pictured) and the problem with trippy windows, emoji poetry and baby on board signs.