There is no better way to spend a Friday night than to spend it watching Richard Herring. I laughed out loud so much throughout the show, it was infectious, I started to get a head ache from it at one point. I expected it to be a good show, as it was the penultimate talking Cock show (before Leicester who got suitably dissed) and so Herring should have the show down to a fine art, especially as it was the second time he had toured the show. He had also been excellent the last 3 times I had seen him, so he had a lot to live up to
I was willing to give Richard the benefit of a couple of duff jokes anyway following a recent encounter. On bank holiday Monday I was in London with the family, saw him stood next to me o the tube platform and nudged Mrs P. We jumped on the same tube and the kids sat cutely at his feet while he played iPhone games. They were dead cute and Richard smiled sweetly at them, so he will get a lot of slack should he need it.
He didn't
The show was, as I mentioned, blisteringly funny from start to finish, a bizarre blend of well thought through views on the psyche of blokes, liberally sprinkled with knob jokes and toilet humour. Sitting there in anticipation of the show, flicking through the free program, always a nice Herring touch, we were treated to a themed penis playlist, lots of smiles began there and then in the audience.
Into the show and within the first 2 minutes he reeled off a load of metaphors for ones John Thomas, many of which were new to me. But as Herring noted having researched the tour for some time with an online questionnaire he has the most comprehensive list euphemisms on the planet, pink lighthouse beckoning into the rocks springs to mind.
The show revolved round the answers to the online survey, and is set to be the male equivalent of the Vagina Monologues, running for over an hour and a half with an interval. The subject matter shouldn't put people off, it's a well thought through subject, but unfortunately given the final show in tonight, you won't get to see it!
Unless you get to buy it on DVD, as at the end of the show Herring races to the foyer to greet the punters selling them the rather good Go Faster Stripe DVD's of his former shows. you can get them on line, but it's much more fun to have Richard Herring ask your name, then write with permanent pen the fastest squiggle of a non discernible signature ever.
So I left with a copy of 'What is love anyway' which I'd seen in Worcester last year, a book of Talking Cock from 10 years ago and several signatures.
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