|The Naughty Forty|
Aye that was the name of the legendary Stoke hooligans from back in the halcyon days of organised football violence. It might have been spelt Norty Forty but regardless they do provide a footnote in the history of the Stalingrad type planning of soccer related violence firms based around train times and police deployment. They did provide one of the great titles of a group of folk alongside the 6:57 Portsmouth lot that named themselves after the train they left on and the wonderful BBC (Blades Business Crew) amongst many others. Don't write in and tell me the ones I've missed by the way, I should really be writing my Edinburgh show. I've met one of them since more than once. He's a regular at one of the gigs in that Staffordshire area and is a lovely feller. Also he threatened to leather the noisy wankers that were disrupting the show once which was poetry. The bullying fuckers got some of their own medicine and like all bullies, they didn't say anything after he threatened them and decided not to watch the rest of the gig. Ha ha. By the way Nick Hancock reckons he was in them but that has been denied by the hard core regulars. I don't think sarcasm from reading an autocue was a high priority when faced with a load of Chelsea's finest outside the Shed end in 1985!
No the 40 reference comes from the unexpectedly high crowd last night at Assembly. And a great 40 they were. They started a little quiet but not in an arrogant way, they just didn't know how to take my ribbing and piss taking on top of some royal bashing, self righteous celebrity shooting and surreal jokes about christianity. They did come round though and after Kate Fox did a great one, I knew they were up for something different. The quiz and meat draw (it was a rollover this week) worked super well and to top the night off we had my old mate and sublimely good comic Jeff Innocent doing half an hour. The more pseudo intellectual types, the pedants and the Joe Smith types took to him. Also the charver-esque lot from Longbenton in the far corner lapped up the menace and the charm which comes over in equal measure. More of the same please, although I'll not be there on Sunday for the first time ever as I'll be flying home from Perth, Western Australia.
Right thanks again audience, by all means come back on Sunday, no doubt you'll see a capable understudy but I'll be back the week after ready to break the back of this bloody show. Reports of Assembly's death has been grossly exagurrated. Speak tomorrow.
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