Like the sort of person who makes axe-heads out of flint, Tim Vine is intent on preserving the too-neglected art of the pun. The jokes here get the bare minimum of set-up, usually in the form of a colonated sentence: just enough of a lead-in to produce the required pun in the next turn of phrase. We don’t get plot, we barely get character – the sole focus of the act is to deliver as many groan-awful gags as possible, and it is a laudable success.
Admittedly, there are some non-puns in there, and even a few songs, but I smiled the whole way through – even when he asked me my name (“not in these trousers”). And I’ve only just this minute got his titular gag.
go/no-go? GO
