Review: Last Laugh at The Lescar

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It is a strange sort of irony when a comedian whose best joke surrounds a childhood toilet trip serves up a festering turd of a set.

And I bet I wasn’t the only audience member wishing they could flush away David Marshall as he bombed on-stage.

He was preceded by the equally unfunny Tom Toal, a southerner so forgettable I can barely recall a single gag. Thankfully.

What really spoiled the show was compere Dave Twentyman. His crass, unoriginal humour belongs