I'm not sure whether it says something about The Pub Landlord's fan base when the front row of his show is packed with bald-headed tradesmen, or if it says more about Nottingham.
Either way this dished up great fodder for Al Murray's comic creation, even if his newly-svelte figure (with hair and a beard) was a step away from what we were expecting.
The Pub Landlord invites us to laugh at ourselves and the wider world by offering up insular and misogynistic points of view.
A wordy monologue of the reasons behind the Euro-zone crisis showed his crystal clear understanding of the history and yet, no matter how convoluted his explanation, the rider “but of course, it's much more complicated than that” - is an argument winner every time.
To explain how women hold the balance of power in the relationship, he touched on vajazlle with the perfect turn of phrase “graffiti your growler”, while explaining he's in favour of gay marriage “because then they'll be as miserable as the rest of us”.
It wasn't as harsh or vulgar as it seems when committed to print. Everything was crafted to make a point. For instance, we have the fattest poor people in the world, he claims, while people are starving in Africa.
His wonderful working of the audience was interspersed with crystal-clear insights into politics, relationships and economics. The Pub Landlord likened our politicians to a bunch of interchangeable suits arguing over a gas bill, and suggested the answer to this country's problems was to be honest with your children. Tell them they can't sing.
But some of the set was a little quiet, perhaps a symptom of the act growing from a short stand-up into a two-hour show. Resorting to slapstick wasn't the best end to a thoughtful – if shouty – show. But we all headed home with a smile on our faces, perhaps to ponder our own shortcomings.
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