One of the downsides of being such a popular blogger is being asked along to lots of freebies and fabulous events and, as I can’t be everywhere at once, I sometimes have to decline and as such disappoint. However on this night, I made an exception, I was attending the lovely Helen Marnie of Ladytron’s wedding at the Roman Camp Hotel in Callander.
While the city of Glasgow was drinking in, and enjoying, the Magner’s Comedy Festival, we were treated to an impromptu performance by an erstwhile Harpenden stand up legend, Johnny Glasgow, trying out new material on some hicks from the sticks.
The truncated set varied in style from existentialist, proto-Ben Elton stuff to what can only be described as ’Chic Murray post bells’. At his best, Mr Glasgow is certainly biting at the ankles of Tim Vine (I went to my door to be confronted by a man with black paintbrush in hand “ Go away and never darken my doorstep again!”) but occasionally lapsed with poorer Tommy Cooper style material (Man came to my door and asked do you want a window cleaner? No, I want all my windows cleaner!) However he got a rousing reception from the audience which also saw me trotting over to shake his hand to congratulate him at the conclusion.
Six years on and the Tim Vine puns have pretty much been given the heave and, indeed, the ho. (Ho, I hasten to add, not to be construed in the gangsta rapper context.) Chic Murray style content, however, has been ramped up somewhat. “A woman waved at me from the other side of the road. I waved back, just to be sociable. She waved back. I waved back. I thought, ‘If we’re not careful, we could be here all day.’ So I crossed the road, to speak with her. But a look of horror spread across her face as I approached. ‘Oh,’ she said. ‘I’m ever so sorry, I thought you were someone else.’ ‘You’re in luck,’ I said. ‘I am.’
And there will be more in a similar vein, I am told, as this style was more favourably received than Mr Glasgow had expected.