REVIEW: Lucy’s Northern wit

Lucy Porter.
Lucy Porter.

Elaine Singleton writes: With a sharp and hilariously cutting wit that belies the first impression of a sweet and inoffensive persona, comic Lucy Porter had a small but perfectly formed (much like Lucy herself) audience in the palm of her hand at the Dukes in Lancaster.

She’s travelling the UK with her Northern Soul tour.

The thinking behind the title is that, although born and raised in Croydon, Lucy has never felt like a southerner. With a Northern Irish dad who was a Roman Catholic member of the RUC and a mum from the Midlands relocated to London, Lucy couldn’t get a grip on where she was from spiritually as she grew up.

She moved north to study at Manchester University and even tried pretending she was from the North until being found out in a live radio interview.

A show that is a love letter to the North is always going to go down well when it’s played out in northern venues, but it would be interesting to discover how it’s received in the south.

She tells how she was guided to the north by a love and affinity for Morrissey and The Smiths. And how she stayed in Manchester after university working as a researcher for Granada TV. In an anecdote that balances humour with supreme discomfort she described being warned about the octopus tendencies of a nationally famous radio DJ and how indeed his hands wandered. If that all sounds very serious then it is testament to her skill as a comedian that she makes it side-splittingly funny without ever dismissing the wrongness of such actions.

Well worth catching if you can, she plays Manchester and Liverpool in October.