From Here to Absurdity
This is a first in recent memory for this Village Hall and we are sharing the proceeds with the performing artists so we hope to fill the hall which will help raise funds for improvements to the Village Hall.
Tickets are available now for £10 each which includes refreshments. Please book your tickets via the Booking Agent. There is a limit to the number of seats available so we would suggest booking early to avoid disappointment.
For more information, here is a link to the Brochure, and an extract from the brochure is reproduced below.
Enjoy live comedy— but fed-up with stand-up? Enjoy stagey humour—but
sick of cocky, middle-class egotists holding a microphone? Over 40 but
not yet senile? If so, then this satirical sketch show could be right up your street.
Written and performed by Private Eye contributors, the show starts life
each year at the Edinburgh Fringe and then tours mainly rural venues
across the country. We used to do city-centre gigs as well. But now we
hate them. Fact is, people in the sticks have sharper opinions and a keener
sense of humour - which gives us ideas for future material.
Tonight's show consists of about 30 sketches. As a night out, it represents
a cross between a trip to the theatre, a visit to a comedy club and a night
in the pub (except that, with our show, you can bring your own booze and
save loads). The sketches take a wry look at the absurdities of everyday
life - including divorce, burying your relatives (including those who are
dead), buying an overpriced house, getting ripped off by solicitors, chatting
people up when you're past it, and (if you're a bloke) trying to cook a half decent
meal.
Those with a hatred of political correctness, bureaucracy,
"senior managers" and Nick Clegg might also find something amusing—as
will those who see early death as a substitute for early retirement.
None of the sketches last more than 3 minutes. So, if you don't like one,
you can always switch off and wait for the next. While doing so, you can refill
your glass and ponder your own job, your own family, your own relationships
and your own busted hopes. For sheer tragic comedy, none of
our sketches can ever compete with them.
So sit back and be as miserable as we are. Go on— you know you want to.
This is a first in recent memory for this Village Hall and we are sharing the proceeds with the performing artists so we hope to fill the hall which will help raise funds for improvements to the Village Hall.
Tickets are available now for £10 each which includes refreshments. Please book your tickets via the Booking Agent. There is a limit to the number of seats available so we would suggest booking early to avoid disappointment.
For more information, here is a link to the Brochure, and an extract from the brochure is reproduced below.
Enjoy live comedy— but fed-up with stand-up? Enjoy stagey humour—but
sick of cocky, middle-class egotists holding a microphone? Over 40 but
not yet senile? If so, then this satirical sketch show could be right up your street.
Written and performed by Private Eye contributors, the show starts life
each year at the Edinburgh Fringe and then tours mainly rural venues
across the country. We used to do city-centre gigs as well. But now we
hate them. Fact is, people in the sticks have sharper opinions and a keener
sense of humour - which gives us ideas for future material.
Tonight's show consists of about 30 sketches. As a night out, it represents
a cross between a trip to the theatre, a visit to a comedy club and a night
in the pub (except that, with our show, you can bring your own booze and
save loads). The sketches take a wry look at the absurdities of everyday
life - including divorce, burying your relatives (including those who are
dead), buying an overpriced house, getting ripped off by solicitors, chatting
people up when you're past it, and (if you're a bloke) trying to cook a half decent
meal.
Those with a hatred of political correctness, bureaucracy,
"senior managers" and Nick Clegg might also find something amusing—as
will those who see early death as a substitute for early retirement.
None of the sketches last more than 3 minutes. So, if you don't like one,
you can always switch off and wait for the next. While doing so, you can refill
your glass and ponder your own job, your own family, your own relationships
and your own busted hopes. For sheer tragic comedy, none of
our sketches can ever compete with them.
So sit back and be as miserable as we are. Go on— you know you want to.
