It might have been the hormones, it might have been the back-ache that a day-long drive as an ever-more-heavy preggie woman can induce, it might have been the – in the words of ‘The Castle’ – vibe of the thing. Whatever the case, the fact is this: as Doctor Bill Cosby casually sauntered onto the stage with not so much as a voiceover introduction, I almost wept.
I’m not kidding.
Clocking in at just under two hours of stand-up (or sit-down, as is his very relaxed style), it really was an amazing thing to be privy to. I am so completely stoked that I made the effort to get there – and managed to score a bit of memorabilia in the form of a show poster to boot. That’s one for the pool room.
Or the front door, for that matter.