Fun to come back to watch this a couple of years after seeing it in Edinburgh, and good to see it pretty much intact. I’m aware this is a paucity of imagination rather than anything else, but I do not understand how you cannot find John Kearns funny (despite the tweets after his appearances on Cats Does Countdown). It’s such a beautifully realised persona/character/whatever blend of the two you deem it to be. So rarely do you get to see a comedian have to reckon in real time, ten years into their career, with who they are as a comic, as their niche act comes into battle with a mainstream audience from Taskmaster. He can only, as he says, do what he does. I’m glad he chooses to. The way I lit up when I remembered the Marco Pierre White routine. God. He’s so good.