Jon Pearson was back home for the night. For most of us, this means an evening at the parental homestead being waited on hand and foot and catching up on Corrie,
But Jon had opted for something a little more nerve-shredding. A night doing stand-up at Melton Theatre. With his parents in the back row.
With that in mind, you’d think he’d want to do a tried-and-tested routine but the Melton comedian, a veteran of the Edinburgh Free Fringe, was road-testing some new material – at least in the first half.
His act – Tall Order – was based on his considerable height (6ft 6in) with a few Melton gags thrown in.
He was, at times, reading from notes, and he seemed to think some of his jokes were falling flat but, in truth, very few did.
I particularly warmed to his observations on Melton’s entry in the “most underwhelming earthquake of all time” awards. “Costa lost a couple of cups,” he said.
Through the half-hour routine he led us through the trials of tallness, whether that’s the terrors of the “fat seats” at Alton Towers or being excluded from Topman.
After the break we were treated to his Edinburgh show, based on his experiences of divorce and his run-ins with geeky housemates.
Although this was a satellite of the Leicester Comedy Festival, we all got in for free.
Instead, Jon asked us to make a donation towards John Ferneley College’s breakfast club, according to what “we thought his show was worth”.
As I passed the collection bucket by the exit, I noticed plenty of notes in there. Good man.