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Pie Club in Successful Comeback!

Published on August 27th 2004.

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Hundreds of Pie-romaniacs flocked to the Comedy Store last night to fill their faces with pie and watch three successful bouts of top notch comedy.
Whilst the first Pie Club ended in subdued disappointment when England chucked away the football against the French, our latest meat and pastry-fest sustained the enthusiasm levels right to the bitter end.
Learning from past, Pie Club 2 expanded to include a variety of pie flavours, including steak and kidney, turkey and mushroom and meat and potato, all supplied by Peter Herd of Wilmslow, along with a last minute entry by some cheese and onion pasties supplied by our great friends, Sainsbury's. Also making a Pie Club debut this time round were the traditionally complementary mushy peas, much to the satisfaction of Gordo ("No peas=no pie club!").
As the smell of traditional British pie wafted down Deansgate Locks, past the punters in Loaf and the Sugar Lounge, both more akin to only smelling hair gel and shoe polish, the crowds soon flooded through the gates.
"You mean the pies are free?" asked an astonished Jodean Whitt, out for the first time to the Comedy Store for her friend's birthday - what better birthday surprise is there than a free pie and a pint?
The three comedians that followed tried to answer that little conundrum. They came damn close, but the pies maybe shaded it slightly.
Paul Thorne, Sean Meo and Hal Cuttenden gave it their best shot though with an unrepentant 2 hours of belly laughs, or full upper body laughs in Gordo's case, the big man acting as cheerleader for the three stand ups throughout the show!
Paul Thorne was first up and gets his first brownie points for not berating the latecomers, (myself and Lindsay are saying nothing!). Luckily for us, mad Rachel in the front row was already getting most of the flak. Best bits included a 'Why Roman Abramovic is Blofeld' gag. Peter also managed to open the way for the next two comics to take the mick out of a few of the crowd, particularly for a pair of lovely ladies in the front row (It's like watching Baywatch! ...... Of course i mean Morecambe Bay"). Mars being twinned with Birmingham also went down well ("Why go to space? There's nothing there").
The interval followed with the rush to the pie counter sending pastry and meat flying. Pies were eaten.
Sean Meo, the best of the three in my humble opinion although it was a tough choice to choose one, employed a Boycie-esque performance, delivering a sly, wry set, including a crowd-splitting attack on midgets. An insistence that waiters be given the same powers that barmen have to allow them to stop fat people eating went down particularly well (You've not allowed a second gateaux, you've had enough, and take the midget with you!") Harry and Hagrid went a bit quiet at this point..... Jared and Fuzzell (from Canada don't you know!) particularly enjoyed the set, along with mad Rachel in the front row who the berating of continued.
Gordo's usually got his finger in a number of pies, but he pulled it out at the interval in order to delve into the raffle bin to pull out a few winners. First of all a big thank you to everyone who helped contribute to the £105 raised for Manchester Kids, and secondly, we can only apologise to everyone for allowing Scottish Alan from Toxin who walked off with two of the big prizes, including a 'Body Adonis' at Heaven! We'll be sending Tristan down to take the pictures of an oiled up naked Alan for that one!
Then, more pies were eaten. Comedy Store head honcho John Locke managed a few words between munches to comment on the standard, texture and depth of our meaty pies. Well, he managed one word: "Bootiful".
Hal Cuttenden rounded off proceedings with a camped up panto performance, although he insists he's a married man (although he admitted it was to a Russian mail order bride).
More pies eaten, waistlines were expanding before our very eyes as the final ones were polished off, they were sat at the end of the bar winking at everyone after all, eyeing the punters up more frequently than Coby Langford.
With everyone slightly bloated afterwards, most of the crowd washed the pies down with cool, sharp Stella, and danced about for a bit. Hal and Peter joined us at the bar for a drink and made us promise to write them up well. We probably would have done anyway as they kept buying us drinks, but luckily we didn't have to make anything up, they were funny, simple as that. Go see them!
The night was still young so a few of us moved on for a nightcap to Revolution.....who didn't let us in. So we thought we'd try the Sugar Lounge.....who wouldn't let us in. What is it with these poncy bars on Deansgate Locks? get a grip lads and lasses. If you want a good pint and a good night all round, walk straight past these bars and head into the Comedy Store.
Tim Gough

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