One of the best shows.

I go on far too long in these post-show blog posts, so I’ll just share some personal highlights via that last refuge of the feckless, the bullet point:

• Being accidentally – I think – introduced to the stage by Dian as Matt Walsh, the extreme right wing American social media cretin
• Asking the audience to give me a cheer if they were responsible for unleashing wild horses into the centre of London
• Getting a guy in the front row, hitherto described as “Fake Mark Silcox”, to promise to perform if the real one didn’t show up (he did, alas)
• Buying Nikola a pint before the show and reassuring her that her quite complex tech set up would probably work (it did – nice one Dian)
• Nikola’s amazing parody song of the American female singer-songwriter genre, and incredible interpretive dance accompaniment to a terrible internet article by a man
• Alex’s Beef Cap transformation and Jess’ incredible reaction faces
• Paul’s Northern Club DJ interpretation of the Ministry of Sound
• The abject pathos of Vic’s shit English clown union organiser , especially when throwing a bucket full of bits of torn up paper at the government
• Dan’s VERY realistic estate agent
• Alex’s creepy conspiracy theorist Winkleman fringe character being dragged off stage by the deep state
• The laugh of recognition for Amazon Funerals when the audience relaxed into the game, and Vic’s “sorry for your loss” pre-punchline suggestion after the death of poor Darren
• Me congratulating myself so much on the funeral sketch that I forgot I was in the Larry the Chimp one, and running up to the stage
• Every line of Clown Union. So many big laughs: the clown car filled with guns and knives, the little tumble before “we are clowns” with Naomi presenting my dance totally deadpan, Vic’s beautifully pathetic English clown union official, the howls at Naomi’s delivery of “executed a police officer”, and Dan’s “Coco’s ghost!”, the shittest line of the sketch given perfect life
• Cara’s therapy booing
• The triumphant return of Jean and Joan
• Sir Kier Starmer’s pronunciation of candied floss, and the truly disturbing funfair remix of Things Can Only Get Better
• Cara’s incredible chair-stealing skills as Johnny Bigcoat
• Jamie / Larry The Chimp’s response to “elephant in the room”
• Jamie’s very mild “and that’s our show”
• Picking up bits of paper during the interval, then chatting with Greg and Naomi from the stage before belatedly noticing Thick ‘N’ Fast waiting to set up
• Mark Silcox calling our set “enjoyable, with some solid jokes”
• The ladies on the front row gradually understanding that, no, Mark Silcox isn’t terrible at comedy, he is doing what he is doing on purpose
• Desperately marking the quiz during Thick ‘n’ Fast’s set
• Telling my Fleshlight story to an increasingly bemused audience
• Welcoming the runner-up to the quiz to the stage and offering them a Captain Sir Tom Moore mask as a prize
• Hanging with all the guest acts in the pub after the show