The surprise was that the second act, normally the weakest, was very good, both in terms of quality of material and very polished delivery. My favourite was a short shaggy-dog story along the theme of fear. "You don't now fear, until you have dragged a man from the burning wreckage of his car. You don't know fear, until you have tried to give mouth to mouth resuscitation to the charred lifeless body of the driver. You don't know fear... but you do know you have failed your driving test." So watch out for Julian Deane.
Dave Johns by contrast doesn't have any real material. He just has banter with he audience, at which he is very good. And you know you have been to too many of these when the comic actually remembers you from a previous gig!
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