Simon Evans – Leashed

The waspish and acerbic Mr Evans was on fine splenetic form, spitting bile in all directions, although most of it was reserved for his attacks on family life, being a parent and, more specifically, the reluctant owner of an ADHD suffering Viszla. The audience, who were packed into the bar (phew, it weren’t half hot!), revelled in his misery and clearly had first-hand experience of the dubious joys of dragging their own offspring around farms and theme parks and, perhaps, owning manic dogs. The material was scalpel sharp, thought-provoking and seriously funny. The money from ticket sales is going to Barnardos so you could have a good laugh and feel nice and warm about yourself.

The Old Market, 7 August 2014

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