memoirs of a festival floozy : #11 alun cochrane

Comedy with sad bits. As lanky, likeable, Yorkshireman Alun commenced his show (which is mostly comedy, hardly any sad bits) by talking about food, one thought struck me. This man is me. Or rather, I am Alun Cochrane (without the hot pineapple). From his obsession with the perfect sandwich, to his purchasing a Melton Mowbray pie as a wee treat for doing the shopping, and even down to his observations on Pelzer’s books – this man was articulating my thoughts exactly. It was really quite freaky, and enormously funny to boot.

Even when the fuses had blown and we were plunged into darkness, Alun continued to shine. 4 stars. Excellent.