Theatre

Four Women, Nine Tits

Alan Hindle | Sunday 7 August, 2011 14:00

The tiny back room at the Sheephaven Bay was packed on a hot summer’s evening with young, beautiful, heavily perspiring people. And one dirty old man in a fleece jumper who appeared to have decided the promise in the Fringe programme blurb of “very little nudity” was still enough for him. Caitlin Hughes, Ellen Rutherford. Delia Gibson, Katy Tucker and drag-along guest performer Colin DH Smith filled what little air was left with cheap, filthy, hit-and-miss puns and the world was the richer for it. Many jokes didn’t fire, but many did, brilliantly, which for any sketch show is a pretty good average. Dirty innurendo isn’t enough to sustain, say, a TV series, but these four women are attractive, talented, funny and I don’t see too many obstacles in their glittering future. There was no actual nudity at all, but sat in the corner next to where the performers swapped wigs and slipped on rubber breasts looked to have been enough for the old man. (That’s not secret code by the way, it wasn’t me, a different dirty old man, so let’s nip that bud now.)

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