‘What’s the audience like?’ hisses Barry Humphries, in a stage whisper, from the wings. ‘Old, ’ says his unseen associate. ‘You mean mature, ’ says Humphries.
The audience at the Nottingham Playhouse was indeed – how shall I put it – well seasoned, but compared with Humphries most of this crowd were positively youthful. The grand old man of Anglo-Australian stage and screen is 88, and even though he’s incredibly sprightly for such a grand old age, he’d be the