John Shuttleworth – Out Of Our Sheds Tour
Princess Pavilion, Falmouth
Review by Alison Barlow
Making his entrance mid-cough sweet, Shuttleworth introduced himself as a versatile singer-songwriter from Sheffield, South Yorkshire.
He quickly crunched through to the sweet's medicinal centre and explained he was happy to be here, as his sole agent and neighbour Ken Worthington – who had a terrible time on New Faces in the 1970s – had paid his petrol.
Shuttleworth is the fictional creation of Graham Fellows. He turns banal and mundane situations into comedy gold.
We started with a meaningful song, Life Is Like A Salad Bar – or is it? Proving his versatility, Shuttelworth followed this with the grunge track Smells Like White Spirit.
Practising his craft had been tricky though. He'd been banished from the lounge to the garage and finally the shed by wife Mary. First his rasping breathing was a problem, and then his organ was blocking access to the chicken nuggets in the freezer.
We were lucky he came back for the second half. He'd found out there was a problem with his eBay-bought toaster, which he was anxious to sort.
In addition to more songs with appropriate mood lighting, we were treated to an acting masterclass on how to make a phone call for the small screen.
One of the continuing themes was whether cities or villages were best. Big city supermarkets are helping combat global warming by blowing cold air on the fruit and veg, but they have BOGOF offers, which can lead to Two Margarines On The Go – a nightmare scenario.
It's hard to pick highlights, as Shuttleworth was consistently funny, ending in style with the anthemic Pigeons In Flight.