Thursdays are for comedy and so we head to Newcastle’s Northern Stage. The theatre is tightly run and soon fully packed for two hours of comedy by talented prick Rosie Jones. That’s not me calling her a prick, that’s what she calls herself. That, disabled, and gay, meaning she’s ticking all the boxes and “making all the dough”.
Before we head into the material Jones dished out to us, we’ll spend some time on her very worthy gay Irish-Indian opening act Dane who brings a light-hearted chuckle to the room with short stories about growing up in household led by different cultures. He is confident and on a roll, not giving us any time to breathe in-between laughs. When he announces Rosie Jones we finally get the time to quickly take a breath before the artist treats us to some of her life’s stories and the question as to when she’ll be finally be able to enter the league of National Treasures.
She talks about the important questions to ask when buying a flat, such as how old the boiler is… Politics pass the review, a meeting with Matt Hancock, and a very sexy hobby. The number three is a leading factor throughout the night, we get promised three jokes yet get delivered a full two hours of unhinged and unapologetic humour from a woman clearly incredibly confident on stage and in her own skin. She inspires us in speaking out about politics and and supporting those with disabilities and shows that a woman’s place is more than ever on a stage with a microphone in hand!
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