27th March. The Unexplained.

With Compere Al Dawes, 80s Luke, Danny Case, Mr. Arthur Fernshuttle.


Also with Don Moses, The Flash and Ging (who had a bad gig but never showed his disappointment.)


Newly shaven Al was host this week, and had unpredictable results from the start. Even using the compere standard question 'what's your name?' didn't go smoothly. The first two girls Al spoke to were both called Laura, which caused insant confusion. Al then dicovered a Glyniss who couldn't pronounce her own name 'I can't say it, but it's like Guiness with an L' she explained.

80s Luke was up first, conscious of his weight, and with a raft of one liners 'My girlfriend spiked my drink- with Slimfast.' He's also developing a range of new toys. How about Mr Dictator Head, -essentially a potato with a Sadam Hussein moustache.

Danny Case made his LLC debut, lamenting life as a 19 year old student with a 35 year old face. But he obviously doesn't live up to the maturity of his looks, 'Budweiser, that's the beer that makes you talk to your shoes at bus stops.'

A real treat now as we finally cajoled one of our regulars into taking the stage. Barry appeared as Mr. Arthur Fernshuttle, Gateshead's premier upholsterer (never knowingly understuffed) He was happy to be in Newcastle, or the 'Gateshead of the North' as it likes to be known. A great performance, peppered with beautifully worded phrases. We can't remember them, but they were good.

The Flash wowed us with a new take on the simple cup and ball trick. Man, that guy can handle his balls. And where did that lime come from?

As a professonal entertainer (unlike us amateurs) Don Moses can watch the same TV as the students. He was back with tales of the delights of Jeremy Kyle (For people who think Trisha is a bit to cerebral.)

Up to now there hadn't been much on our theme of the unexplained. But Ging the Mirthiless was headlining, and 2 weeks ago he'd said 'Oh, Can I do that 'unexplained' theme, I've got a great book and I've got loads of material for it.' Cut to the night in question. 'I lost the book, I'll just wing it.' And wing it he did. And lo, the wing fell off and he did roll from the stage and lie in a heap of his own untapped potential. The most remarkable thing was how long the audience chuckled along quite happily, before realising he had no material. Ging has a very good stage persona, and one of these days he will turn up with some material to match it and will be cheered to the rafters. One day.