The League Against Tedium
Attention Scum! It's late review time. Right now I don't seem able to write about things until months after they've happened, so this review is almost happening in real-time by comparison. You'll have to wait for last year's Lake District report.
At this time last week myself and Mrs P were beetling down the motorway to watch "The League Of Gentlemen Are Behind You" at the Oxford New Theatre.
Very enjoyable should you be a LoG fan who shares my slightly-suspect taste for cheesy British pantomimes, and especially good after the interval when the "Royston Vasey Players" took over from Legz Akimbo Theatre Company's sorry efforts at a "communativety". You can imagine the amount of suspect innuendo being wrung out of every scene of "Cinder Dick Gets Wood In The Seven Pussies". Unless you haven't got the foggies what I'm on about.
Best Gentleman of the night: Mark Gatiss Runners-up: Steve Pemberton & Reece Shearsmith
Best bit: Pauline as the Dame. Least enjoyable part: The first twenty minutes, spent variously trapped in a underground tunnel queueing for Gloucester Green car park (full), looking for spaces in Worcester Park CP, and running across town with a sarnie in-hand after parking by the station. Not very funny.