Russell Brand resigned from the BBC as a result of the media onslaught but has used the situation to his own benefit and has come back in response with this show brimmed full of witty repoirtaire in his own unique style.
My sides literally ached from laughing and Barbie could barely draw breath.
After the show Russell came out to meet the audience in the theatre foyer...madness ensued.
Thankfully the bouncers took pity on me and ushered me into a quiet corner away from the mosh-pit. Just as I was about to give up waving my programme like an fanatic (it had suddenly dawned on me I was 33 not 13!!) Mr Brand parted the crowd (think Moses..Red Sea) and stopped to ask if I'd enjoyed the show. He signed my programme (I had stopped waving it by then) and planted a big smacker on my cheek. I got someone to take a photo on my mobile but was mortified that it came out an unrecognisable blurry mess. Darn.
Outside the theatre a woman I didn't know but had previously chatted to minutes before in aforementioned mosh-pit told me she had got me on her camera. she was kind enough to take the time to send me the pic...thank you Tracey!
Russell, despite his reputation came across polite and down to earth. I didn't feel at all patronised (being the little disabled lady I am) at him taking the time to speak with me...I think he just admired my eyeliner!!
Good night..big thank you to the Mister for buying me the tickets xx