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17x02 - Ed Gamble, Tom Davis, Judi Love

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Live at the Apollo". Aired: 6 September 2004 – present.*
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British stand-up comedy programme performed from the Hammersmith Apollo.

17x02 - Ed Gamble, Tom Davis, Judi Love

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Ladies and gentlemen, please

welcome your host for tonight,

Ed Gamble!

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

Yes, please!

Hello, The Apollo, how we doing?

CHEERING

Hello!

Real pleasure to be here.

You heard me walking on to that

heavy metal track there.

Some of you might not have seen me

do comedy before.

A little bit worried now, that

I'm one of those edgy comedians.

Nasty comedian, rude comedian,

come here to say offensive things,

ruin all your evenings. I'll let

you make your own minds up

whether I'm one of

those edgy comedians

when I tell you something

that happened to me recently
-

would this happen to

an edgy comedian?

A few months ago, one of

my routines was retweeted

by the CBeebies Twitter account.

LAUGHTER

So that's who you're dealing with.

Not an edgy comedian,

but a children's comedian!

I'll be honest, I was a little bit

angry when that happened.

A little bit shocked.

Not really how I saw myself

as a comedian.

Not really why I got into the game.

You know, when I was a young lad

enjoying comedy on CD, I enjoyed

the comedy of people

like Bill Hicks, Lenny Bruce,

the real American outlaws

of political comedy.

And I thought, "Hey, Ed, maybe

one day you'll be a comedian.

"You can do something similar

for the British scene."

Well, it's 15 years later,

I've taken my eye off the ball,

and I'm Peppa Pig Live!

I was angry about it,

but then I relaxed.

I thought, "Hey, Ed, it's OK. This

is a new wing of your audience.

"You've broadened your audience,

the CBeebies audience.

"Go online, do some research

into your new audience."

And when I say I went online to do

some research into my new audience,

I mean, I went straight

to the CBeebies website.

Didn't just Google "kids".

Looks terrible on an internet

history, that sort of thing.

Not only do you look

like a paedophile,

you look like a completely

inept one.

Look like you've gone, "Oh, I know

the sort of thing I like,

"I just don't know

where to find it!"

Just Google "children" and

narrow it down from there.

"Feeling lucky?!"

Went straight to

the CBeebies website.

Very interested, of course,

in the age range of my new audience.

Who is this new audience?

They've retweeted my stuff to them.

How old are they?

They love my stuff, apparently.

That's when I got my

second shock of the day, Apollo.

Don't know if you know

this, but CBeebies is for

"naught to six
-year
-olds".

Naught!

That's something that

really got in my head.

That's who can enjoy my stuff,

apparently, someone of no years!

Naught! You can't get

younger than that.

They may as well have

put "womb plus"!

Someone can fully be on board

with my punch lines

and they are yet

to see an October.

"Who's your favourite comedian?"

"Ed Gamble."

"And how old are you?"

"None!"

"I am none years old, and that man

makes me laugh!"

"And would continue to make me laugh

until I am, ooh, seven.

"At which point, no,

I'll prefer something a little

"more highbrow when I'm seven,

"like a shiny red balloon

or a farting dog."

I hope I'm not a children's comedian

because, honestly, looking

around the room here tonight,

all of you are outside

of my age range.

Some of you, unfortunately, by quite

some considerable distance.

Trying to change my image. Don't

want to be a children's comedian.

Tried, I tried to get ripped.

Joined a new gym.

Moved areas of London.

Used to live in a posh area

of London.

Moved to PROPER LONDON

with a proper London gym
-

a proper

AGGRESSIVE c*ck GIBBERISH

..gym!

That's what it's called.

It's a tricky Google.

The BIG BOIS go to my gym!

The big boi,

big boi, ow, oow, ooah!

Big boi

Woo! Fwoarrh, big, whoarrh!

Big b

But this bit goes on as long

as I like!

Tha Big Boi! Completely red

for no reason!

You know who I mean.

The phwoar, whoarrr!

That's what I call him when I go in.

I'm not popular in there.

"Hey there, big boiiiiis!"

"How's it going in here, big bois?!"

"Whoo! SO many big bois here today!"

Let's play Count The Big Boi!

Big boi, big boi,

big boi, big boi,

big boi, big boi.

"Woohoo, look at you!

"Biggest boi I ever did see!

Heh
-heh
-heh!

"Shoulders on your shoulders

on your shoulders!

"Save some shoulders

for the rest of us!

"Little boi wants some shoulders!"

Big boi, some of the professional

big bois,

body
-builders!

It's a sport. Body
-building.

They spend all day

in the gym getting big and tonk.

Then, on competition day,

they put on tiny little pants

and cover themselves

in so much fake tan,

it puts them on what I would

describe as racially rocky ground.

LAUGHTER

Then they walk out onto a stage

and they go,

"Hrrrrhhh!"

Putting all the science from

the middle of their body

right up to the front of their skin.

And a judge in the crowd goes,

"Ooh, I can see that man's pancreas.

Bravo! Ten out of ten!"

Absolutely disgusting!

These are the people I go

to the gym with.

They run the gym.

There's a big boi boss.

He's a bit quiet.

We had a little chat the other day.

I walked in there. He went,

"We're doing a competition today.

"You've got to squat

your own body weight.

"The more reps you do, the more

money you raise for Palestine."

And I said, "Good morning."

He said, "Yeah, good morning,

we're doing a competition today.

"You've got to squat

your own body weight.

"The more reps you do, the more

money you raise for Palestine."

I said, "Look, I should not

be squatting my own body weight

"because I am an unfortunate

combination of both heavy and weak."

He said, "The more reps you do,

"the more money

you raise for Palestine."

I said, "Fine, I'll give it a go."

Apollo, the amount of reps I managed

made me look pro
-Israel.

LAUGHTER

He tried to motivate me, the guy.

I tried to do the reps.

Got proper in my face, but he was

using the wrong sort of motivation.

He was using big boi motivation
-

"Right, you can do it.

You can do one more rep!"

It's too aggressive!

It's the sort of motivation

they use.

They've got all these slogans

painted up on the wall in UV paint.

It's like working out

in a Laser Quest. It's horrific.

Here's one of them. You tell me if

you think this is motivational.

"The pain"

That's how it starts.

How are we feeling so far?

Are we feeling motivated

or terrified?

"The pain you feel today

"..will be the pri
-ide

that you feel tomorrow."

No!

Not in my experience

of going to the gym.

In my experience of going

to the gym, the pain that I feel

today will be the significantly

worse pain that I feel tomorrow

..and will be the exact pain

that prevents me from going back

to that gym for the next six months.

It's all so aggressive!

"If there's no red in your stool,

you're not working hard enough."

I need little boi motivation!

I need one slogan above the door

of the gym saying,

"If you walked here, that's probably

enough for today."

That's what I like
-

a little stroll.

Swift jog now and again.

I'm a cardio boi.

The big bois know it's all

about the free weights.

There's one running machine

in my gym.

First time I went in there, someone

was lifting it up like a big weight.

So, I've moved house recently

and now I have a wife

AUDIENCE: Whoo!

Thank you!

"I have a wife now."

I love saying that.

"I love my wife." I like that.

Didn't used to like that.

Whenever I'd meet a married couple,

especially if there was a man

in the situation,

didn't like it when he said,

"My wife."

Always sounded so aggressive,

so territorial. Ownership.

"This is MY wife.

"She is my property.

I own this woman!"

Huh?! I'm thinking, "Ew, I'm

not going to like saying that."

But now, I own a woman!

And I love to show off my property!

I'm proud of my wife!

She's one of my favourite things,

apart from my outdoor pizza oven!

No, I do. I do like to say

"My wife."

I should clarify this, but not for

that reason.

I like to say it because

it took us so long to get married.

Our original wedding date

was on April 25th, 2020.

Yes, uh, and then somebody

f*cked a bat!

She caught me doing that

and cancelled the wedding.

LAUGHTER

It's a proper joke!

Three weddings cancelled.

Three weddings cancelled!

Awful. Very stressful.

The first one, the worst,

obviously, by far the worst.

We got a call from our venue

about two weeks before the wedding

was supposed to happen and they said

"It's just not going to happen,

"we're cancelling all of our events.

We're so sorry."

It was about two weeks before

the first national lockdown,

they called us and said that.

And that is devastating, to be told

that you are not allowed to marry

the person that you love most

in the world, that you want to spend

every single minute of every

single day with.

And then two weeks later,

the Government told us

we had to spend every single

minute

..of every single day together!

And as we all found out, that is

too long to spend with anyone!

No matter how much you love them,

you need a minute off now and again.

It's done mad things

to our relationship.

We're basically the same person now.

We share everything,

especially since we've got married.

Don't know if you know this
-

if you're about to get married, I'm

going to let you in on something.

You have to share everything,

including
- and I didn't know this

was one of the rules
-

a Google calendar.

No
-one told me.

I got a bit of a shock.

Two weeks after we got married,

I was in a meeting with people

at work that I didn't really

know that well
- work people,

practical strangers.

At the end of the meeting, we had to

go round the table and read

out what we had coming up in the

week following so we could put

a new meeting in.

I announced to this room

full of practical strangers

that the following Wednesday

I had my smear test.

We're on a new level of intimacy

I did not know existed.

And I like it.

I like it.

But you do leave things

behind at the previous level

of intimacy, don't you?

You do leave some things behind.

Like, we know each other so well

now, we've lost that sort of

exciting, unknown, sparky,

sexy thing
- that's dead.

I'll tell you the moment that went
-

I know the split second.

It was lockdown one,

it was in our bathroom,

our bath's directly next to

our toilet.

I needed a piss

so I just went for a piss.

She turned around, looked me

directly in the stream and said,

"You need to drink more water."

Bye
-bye, spark!

I panicked. I was genuinely

panicking about that.

I've gone, "God, do I need to

spice our relationship up?

"I don't know how to do that.

"I didn't know it would happen

this early. What do I do?"

I was having a pathetic male panic.

Here's an idea I genuinely had,

but luckily I managed to stop

before I acted on it.

Sat there panicking, I thought, ooh,

maybe you could send her a d*ck pic.

Maybe you could send her a d*ck pic.

We have been together for 11 years.

She has seen my d*ck.

A nice treat for her would be

if I sent her a picture

of someone else's p*nis.

Just Google image search

splendid willy.

Copy, paste, send.

"Goodnight, darling."

Enjoy that for 24 hours,

but it's nose to the grind

in the morning.

d*ck pic? We live together!

You should never send a d*ck pic

to someone that you live with.

You should never take that, send it,

and hear it arrive in the next room.

Don't send a d*ck pic

if you can airdrop it.

Those are the rules.

Those are the rules.

Finally got told we could get

married a few months ago,

last September. I was so excited.

God.

That excitement rapidly turned

to fear because we thought, God,

what if one of us gets Covid and we

have to cancel another wedding?

That would be awful.

So what we did was we put ourselves

on our own mini lockdown a couple

of weeks before the wedding.

Batten down the hatches.

Covid's not getting in.

We are not leaving.

We are having this wedding.

It's a good idea, I thought.

But unfortunately we had to cancel

any stag or hen do plans we had.

Now, I wasn't upset about that.

All my friends are morons.

She was a little bit more upset

about the hen do situation.

I thought, well, this will not do.

This cannot be how we start

married life, with her upset.

We are having a lockdown, yes,

but surely I can do something.

That's when I had another idea from

the same brain that brought you,

"Maybe I could send her a d*ck pic?"

I thought, I will plan her

a surprise hen do

for just me and her

..in our house,

completely alone.

Now, I wish I'd come to the Apollo

to sort of double check

that with you first.

Because you rightly laughed

in my face, because you know

that that is a terrible idea.

Right, what you want from a hen do

is you want your friends

to be there and you want your future

spouse to f*ck off for the evening.

She got neither of those things.

What she got was welcomed back

through the door after her last day

at work, before the mini lockdown,

told to close her eyes,

I quickly put on

Girls Just Want To Have Fun

by Cyndi Lauper.

She then opened her eyes for the

first thing that I'd bought from

Amazon for her hen do
-

a big banner that said,

"Same p*nis forever."

Now I'm sure that banner is a lot

of fun when it's been bought

for you by a friend.

When it's been purchased by

owner of said p*nis,

it's really more of a threat.

And I did my research into hen dos.

A lot of penises show up

in those things.

Really tend to wiggle their way into

every corner of those events,

despite not normally

being physically invited.

Sometimes one will arrive

on a male stripper.

That's quite an old
-school

thing to do for a hen do.

I thought, well, she deserves that.

But look, we can't have anyone

coming into the house.

We're on our own mini lockdown.

So there was only one guy

for the job.

And I was good.

I was very time efficient.

I combined it with getting

ready for bed.

The only stripper in the UK

to brush his teeth at the same time.

Stage name
- Oral D.

LAUGHTER

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

It's not the end of the penises.

p*nis straws.

p*nis stra
-?

Straws in the shape of penises,

apparently very popular on a hen do.

Here's something I found out

very quickly about p*nis straws.

They don't sell them

in packs of two.

Or individually, obviously.

What sort of maniac is buying

one p*nis straw?

Just a crazy coke addict.

HE SNIFFS

Minimum amount of p*nis straws

that you can buy
-

40!

I had to buy 40

rose
-gold p*nis straws.

They didn't have to be rose
-gold.

I'm a classy guy.

What can I say?

Terrible. Terrible for the

environment, by the way.

All made of plastic.

Awful for the environment.

One day a bird's going to choke

on one of those, and it's going

to look very rude.

It's going to be on a David

Attenborough documentary.

MELLIFLUOUS PRESENTER'S VOICE: And

as you can see, pollution has a

terrible effect on local wildlife.

HE MIMICS BIRD SQUAWKING

Oh, no, there's another straw.

HE MIMICS BIRD SQUAWKING

I'm not proud of myself.

Do you think I want to do that?

I came up with that and I thought,

you have to do that.

What, even on Live At The Apollo,

the UK's biggest television

stand
-up showcase, you're going

to be pretending to be spit
-roasted

as a seagull?

LAUGHTER

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Yeah.

Apparently I am,

to an increasingly worried audience.

LAUGHTER

Still got all the straws.

Every single one of them.

Don't want to throw them out.

Terrible for the environment.

So now, no matter who you are

or what you're drinking, if you come

to my house, you're getting

a d*ck in your cup.

So I'd like to apologise

to my mother for her last mug of tea

and to my friend's seven
-year
-old

daughter for an orange juice

that she'll never forget.

LAUGHTER

APPLAUSE

Ladies and gentlemen

of Live At The Apollo,

are you ready for your first

act of the evening?

CHEERING

Please welcome to the stage,

the brilliant Tom Davis.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

MUSIC: A Little Bit of Luck

by DJ Luck and MC Neat

Ciao, ciao, ciao, ciao!

What are we saying, Apollo?

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Yes!

How are we doing, guys?

You good?

CHEERING

There's a young buck.

Young guy in the front here.

How old are you, G?

AUDIENCE MEMBER: 40.

40?

40 years old and my guy

is wearing a beige chino.

LAUGHTER

That's an extreme sport, my friend.

You've got no worries, no fear.

You're a lucky lady.

You don't worry about going

to the toilet?

You don't worry about mickey drips?

LAUGHTER

He don't care.

No cares given.

I'm terrible.

I couldn't do that, man.

I, literally,

I'll go in the bathroom,

I think I've shaken enough.

No shakes is enough.

I put myself back in my holster,

I look down and it looks like

I've eaten a kebab out of my lap.

LAUGHTER

I respect you, friend.

I respect you, friend.

It's a craziness.

Men's toilets are strange

places, right, G?

They're strange places, my friends.

I was in one the other day

and I was washing my hands

and a guy just went,

"Huh!

"h*
-h*, mate!

"Mate. Look at this geezer.

"They fooled you, bruv.

"They fooled you. They got you.

You were brainwashed, mate.

"You still washing your hands?"

I said, "Shut your mouth, fool!

"The reason I wash my hands,

my friend, is this.

"When I was a young boy, my mother,

Old Ma Davis,

"turned round to me,

and she said, 'Son,

"'you need to wash your hands

after you go for a piss.

"'Do you know what's going

to happen if you don't?'

"I said, 'No, Mama.'

"She said, 'You will turn

into a puddle of piss.'"

LAUGHTER

And anyone who's ever

been in a men's public toilet

..why would you argue that fact?

The floor, full of brothers

in a rush, who just didn't listen

to their mamas.

That's a hell of a way to go,

as well, isn't it?

How do you do that?

How do you do that, Apollo?

How do you go, "Oh, man, didn't you

used to have a son?"

LAUGHTER

"Yeah. Yeah, we did."

"It was South Mimms Services,

and he was in a rush.

"Er

"The funeral was tricky.

"500 people crammed

into a men's public toilets

"at some services."

Weird, man.

Have we got any Love Island fans in?

WHOOPING

Wow!

Shout out, the Love Island massive

in here tonight.

It breaks my heart, though,

because I used to be one of you.

Used to love me some Love Island.

Sat there, chatting to the wife
-

who's going to get with who?

Who's going to crack on?

Who's going to go

to the salon with who?

And then, this year, I caught

a look at myself in my mind's eye.

And I thought, "You fat,

disgusting creep."

LAUGHTER

"What are you doing, boy?

"What are you do?"

There's no other way in life,

as a 43
-year
-old man,

that I could actually

even have these thoughts.

I can't go to a nightclub.

I can't go to a nightclub

as a 43
-year
-old man. Full stop.

That sh*t's disgusting.

But I can't go to a nightclub

with a pound bowl round going,

"Oi
-oi. Oi, do you think

they're going to shag?"

LAUGHTER

There's young people in the room

who don't even know what shag means.

That's how old I am.

Walking round, going, "Look.

Do you think they're going to go?

"Do you think they're going

to go to the salon?

"Think they're going to shag?

Think they're going to do it?"

Walking up to people and going,

"Oi, excuse me.

"I know you're going

to get hold of him. Excuse me.

"But there's a fella over there I

think you'd be better suited with."

Young people with abs and fake boobs

and lip filler and sh*t.

You know what I think

Love Island should be?

I think it should be

I think it should represent

the fine British public.

Real people, yo!

It's reality TV after all.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

I want to see a geezer turn up

with a Ralph Lauren polo,

with just enough gut

coming out of the bottom.

LAUGHTER

A couple of sprinkles of back hair

out the back collar.

Single mum rocks up

with her two kids.

LAUGHTER

"I couldn't get a baby
-sitter,

not for two months.

"They'll be all right.

They'll just be on their devices."

Big sweet lad from up North,

sitting in the swimming pool,

in a T
-shirt.

"Too hot, though, innit?

"It's too hot."

"Didn't know it would be this hot

when I got here.

"If I'm honest, too hot.

I'm not coming out of here."

Scared of everyone laughing

at his moobs.

I'm going to say this now,

Apollo,

we should sexualise moobs.

LAUGHTER

5% of men in the world have pecs.

I want to be able to walk in a bar,

with a shirt undone to there

..see a couple of people go, "Oi
-oi,

have you seen the moobs on him?"

LAUGHTER

"No, no. Don't look now.

Don't look now.

"Have you seen the moobs on him?

Look at that."

Whoo!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

I'm a big TD.

I want to be bowling

down the street,

white van man,

"Oi
-oi! Get your boobs out."

"Shut up.

"You shut up. Shut up.

"Oh, that annoys me.

"Oh, b*stard."

LAUGHTER

Love when you get older

is different.

Love is different

when you get older.

There's a time

You know, it's about small moments.

I don't think Love Island will

be truly Love Island for me

until I watch it and I see

a woman waxing a man's back.

It's a true testament of love.

That's when I knew

I was in love with my wife.

The first moment I took off

my T
-shirt in front of her,

and she smiled and looked at me,

and she said,

"We're going to have to do

something about that."

LAUGHTER

Try to make it sexy.

Try to make it a thing.

Put some rose petals down.

A couple of glasses

of Dom Perignon,

a little bit of Ed Sheeran

on the stereo.

Rug taken care of.

The worst bit of the whole thing.

I mean, and let me just say,

by the way,

back waxing, while it's a moment

of empathy and caring,

it's not very sexy.

There's a lot of shrieking

that goes on.

We ran out of wax

halfway through my back.

That was awful.

And also, you don't know

How many hairy
-backed brothers

have we got in here?

Come on, guys, own this!

WHOOPING

The worry is, where do you stop?

Do you stop about here?

It's like you've got hair pants on

every time you bend forward.

LAUGHTER

APPLAUSE

Like a sexy surprise

when you're in a

I'm lucky, man. I love my wife.

I love my wife dearly.

I love her, man. She's the most

amazing person in my life.

I'm reminded that she is

significantly better than me,

each and every day, wherever I go.

For example, we went to

Pizza Express, just the other day.

We take a table for two,

as you would, as a couple.

We're sitting there,

the waiter comes over.

He says, "Oi
-oi, is that your wife?"

And I'm like, "Yeah, mate, yeah.

That's her."

So, then, he went,

"You're punching, aren't you?"

"I will be in a minute, son."

LAUGHTER

"Now, get me some

f*cking dough ba*ls."

I, genuinely, as well,

with my wife, I've got to say,

I thought it was a wind
-up

for the first three months

of our relationship.

We'd be out, and she'd be talking,

and I'd be looking at her going,

"Who's put you up to this?

"Who's behind this wind
-up?

"Which of my mates has done this?"

I expected, on our wedding night,

for Ant and Dec to rock up

and just pop their heads out.

LAUGHTER

The craziness, man.

I've joined the gym with my wife.

Someone told us,

"Those who train together

stay together."

Something like that.

Joined the Dave.

David Lloyd, mate. Yeah, it ain't

just a gym
- it's a lifestyle.

The lifestyle being that no
-one

there uses any of the equipment.

A load of fat guys just sweating out

a Coke binge in a sauna.

LAUGHTER

Just craziness, man.

APPLAUSE

Got myself a PT.

One of those posh kids,

like an excitable Labrador.

"Hey! Oh, my God, we're going

to get you so in shape.

"Because, you know, right now, yeah?

"You're obese."

Yeah, yeah, I have mirrors

in my house.

I haven't seen my d*ck

for two years.

I realise I'm obese.

LAUGHTER

"Ha
-ha
-ha
-ha! Oh, for cool,

for sure.

"Because I'm not just going to teach

you how to bench
-press weights, bro.

"I'm going to teach you how

to bench press life."

"You're 22, mate.

"Shut your noise.

"I've forgotten what you know.

"Where I come from,

I'm old enough to be your dad.

"In fact, where I come from,

"I'm old enough

to be your grandad, son."

He said, "We've got a really

cool bit of kit, here.

"A really cool bit of kit.

"It'll tell you what

your metabolic age is."

And I'm like, "What does that mean?"

He's like, "It'll tell you,

basically, how old your organs are."

I was like, "Cool,

that sounds great."

I love machines and stuff.

So, he wraps me up to this thing,

and I'm holding on,

and a reading starts

to come through.

And the face of enjoyment,

and the face of smiling

and everything, that just goes.

And he looks seriously worried.

Really worried.

Looks ashen.

"Yeah, um

LAUGHTER

"..your metabolic age is 67."

67, Apollo!

CHEERING

Well, don't cheer that.

Don't Just

That's

That gives me about ten years left.

If I can't bring down my insides

to match my outsides, I'm a goner.

My wife then jumps on the machine,

and the look of disappointment,

the look of disdain just

comes across this man's face.

He looks horrified.

And he looks, and he goes

.."Your wife's metabolic age

"..is 14.

"You're 67.

"And your wife's 14."

I know what he's thinking, Apollo.

I'm a metabolic nonce.

APPLAUSE

I start worrying about

a Stranger Things scenario

taking place,

where everything flips upside down.

And we're living

in a metabolic universe.

They're coming for Big T,

and they're coming with pitchforks.

That was enough, mate.

Signed myself up for some sessions,

lost some timber.

Big T's looking good.

LAUGHTER

Feeling good, too.

Ladies and gentlemen of Apollo,

thank you so much. God bless you.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Tom Davis!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Apollo, are you ready

for your final act of the evening?

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Please welcome to the stage

the amazing Judi Love!

GARAGE MUSIC PLAYS

Yeah!

Woo!

Yes!

Apollo, how are you doing?

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Woo!

Let me see who's in the house.

Ollie, ollie, ollie!

AUDIENCE: Oy! Oy! Oy!

Proper ravers.

What a year it's been.

I mean, honestly, people, right?

We had one of the hottest

summers ever, didn't we?

It was proper hot.

Proper hot, wasn't it?

I felt like it was so hot,

and it's like the Jamaica sun said,

"Let me come at England

and burn up the white people."

LAUGHTER

I mean, I was so hot, people.

I was lying in my bed

most nights naked.

Naked. Naked.

Just picture that. Naked.

CHEERING

Naked.

All right. You knowyou know,

when you're so naked,

the t*tties, them just drop

to the side. You ever?

You put your elbow in it.

You don't even realise it's numb

until an hour later, you know?

But I was proper, proper naked

cos it was hot, people.

I was sweating under the titty.

You know, and the little

kangaroo pouch. You know, that bit?

If you don't know, some of you

look at your bellies, right now.

Right now.

Underneath that kangaroo pouch,

it was sweating.

The legs were sweating.

And I said, "No.

"I've got to sleep with a fan on."

I put the fan on.

The fan was blowing away,

blowing away.

Blowing away all the bush,

all the bush.

LAUGHTER

And as I was there naked, right?

Naked. Naked.

I got bit on my chum
-chum

by a mosquito.

And in that moment, I thought,

"When was the last time you got

bitten on your chum
-chum, girl?"

Went carnival. Anyone went carnival?

WHOOPING

It's nice, isn't it?

Proper nice.

Like, it was so nice.

I mean, when I was younger, yeah,

I used to go carnival to get man,

OK?

I don't know if some of you lot

went there to get man,

girl, they, whatever.

But we must get love.

I mean, it's the biggest carnival

in Europe
-

somebody's going to want this,

you know what I mean?

But when I was young, all girls were

like, "Yeah, let's go carnival."

We went carnival,

and we're dancing all the way.

You know, we'd go and get

jerk chicken and jerks.

LAUGHTER

And we had so much Thank you.

And we had so much fun,

do you know what I'm saying?

And the thing is,

back in the days, right?

You would know if you had

a good carnival, right?

Because you'd come home,

and the next day,

your phone would be ringing off.

You're like, "All right, b*tches."

SHE GIGGLES

The next day, my phone was ringing.

It was ringing.

I was like, "Oh, my God.

Bit of numbers. Bit of numbers."

And I answered it, and one of them,

he was like, "You all right, Judes?

"You all right?"

I was like, "I'm good, you know.

"Who is it?"

He was like, "It's Duane.

It's Duane."

I know a lot of you look like

you've never had Duane call you,

but trust me, you would

have been happy, OK?

Now, in that moment, I was like,

"Duane? Duane? Which Duane?

"Was it this Duane?

Follow my leader

Leader, leader. ♪

"Was it this Duane?

Was it this Duane?

"Was it this Duane?"

"I was like, "Duane! Yeah, yeah.

I remember you, Duane.

"Yeah. Course, yeah.

Shall we meet up?"

Met up with Duane, right?

And the thing is, it's almost a bit

like online dating, you know,

and blind dates back in the days,

because, in my head, Duane looked

like the black stallion

from the Lloyds Bank advert.

He was strong, fast and black.

And I could use that pony tail

for a weave, do you understand?

So I was ready. I was ready

for Duane to get up all over this.

Then I heard, "Judith. Judi."

I thought, "Hold on. Judith?"

That don't sound like

the same Duane.

As Duane came towards me,

Duane looked like he had his hair

cut by the council, people.

LAUGHTER

Duane had more gums

than teeth, people.

He had some proper milk teeth,

like he didn't get enough milk

when he was a baby.

Now, I was just like,

"No, this is not my type.

"I don't understand what's

going on here.

"This is not what I wanted."

But let me tell you something,

people.

The sex was good. It was good.

LAUGHTER

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

I mean, Duane's little teeth

came in handy, you understand?

LAUGHTER

He ate that chum
-chum,

like it was corn on the cob.

He was like

And the other day,

I experienced something, you know?

I felt white.

LAUGHTER

Don't know if you realise I'm black.

Felt proper white.

Proper white, I did.

I was in a comedy club.

There was another black woman,

and I was like,

"Oh, my God, sister.

"Nice to meet you."

And I said to her, you know,

"Where you from?"

And she goes, "I'm British."

And I was like, "Of course.

Of course.

"But where are you from
-from?"

LAUGHTER

"Are you African?

Are you West Indian?"

She was like, "I'm African."

I said, "Are you Ghanaian?

Nigerian?"

She said, "There's more countries

than Ghana and Nigeria in Africa."

LAUGHTER

I was like, "Oh, my gosh."

You know, I turned to her

and I said, "Look, apologies, OK?

"I'm really sorry about that."

Then I turned to security and went,

"Get her out."

LAUGHTER

APPLAUSE

I looked back at her with a nice,

condescending smile.

"So, where are you from?"

She said, "Oh, from Zimbabwe."

I said, "Oh, my gosh,

why didn't you say that?

"I have one Zimbabwe friend."

LAUGHTER

You know, there's a lotthere's

a lot of stereotypes

around black people, OK?

And black lives matter.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you.

I'm glad to see so much woke

white people.

LAUGHTER

Cos usually, it's easier to talk

about a**l with white people

..than racism.

Let's keep it real now.

I think Jesus is black.

Yeah. Ooh, that went intense

quite quickly.

I'll tell you why

I think Jesus is Black.

One, how they described his hair.

Hello! "Woollen."

Hello.

And secondly, as well, like,

let's keep it real.

Jesus was in the desert

for 40 days and 40 nights.

Did you see David, Paul, Peter,

Timothy, James or Luke in the desert

for 40 days and 40 nights?

No. Could you imagine them?

"sh*t, Jesus, it's hot out, innit?

"That 50 factor's not working,

mate."

Another thing that made me think

Jesus is black

..he fed 5,000 people

..with five loaves and two fishes.

That's a black event, OK?

LAUGHTER, CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Cos we're like, "Listen, no
-one's

leaving here hungry, people.

"We're all going to eat."

And then I thought to myself,

on a serious level,

like, I think Jesus really is black

cos it could only really

be a black man that's trying

to help the homeless, you know,

heal people,

give them back their sight,

spread love and peace,

have no criminal record,

helping prostit*tes to safety,

and somehow,

through all of that niceness,

get m*rder*d and persecuted

by the authorities.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Jesus is black.

Dating as a single mum is hard.

WHOOPING

Single people here?

Single? You single?

You scared?

LAUGHTER

SHE SNIFFS

Single man

..let me sniff you out.

Single? No.

Single? OK. Women, single?

WHOOPING

Thank you. Thank you.

Anyone want to dip

into the chocolate sea, eh?

Swim in it till you get diabetes?

Huh? Huh?

# Cos I'm sweet like chocolate, boy

# I'm sweet like chocolate

Ha! ♪

O7932

LAUGHTER

Stop wasting time, babes.

Seriously, dating, as a single mum,

it's hard.

And not even just dating.

I think to myself, "Why is it,

women, we're always the ones

"that have to be sexy, you know?"

We're always the one

When we go out,

we have to get our hair done.

That's, like, 30 quid. Get our nails

done, get our feet done.

Like, I was in bed the other day,

and, like, my feet were so tough,

right?

Like, I felt it dragging the sheets.

LAUGHTER

Have you ever been to bed

and you thought to yourself,

"Oh, my God,

what's all those crumbs?"

Then you realise

you live by yourself.

And you're like, "It's your foot,

b*tch. It's your foot."

So, I had to go

and get my foot done.

Walked in the shop,

they were like, "£36."

I said, "Lovely."

Took out my foot, she went, "sh*t."

I mean, this poor woman,

she was scrubbing so hard.

I mean, she was scrubbing.

She was there

It was like she had a grater,

you understand? Like it was cheese.

She put the newspaper on the floor.

You could just hear all the flesh

dropping down.

Hm
-hm, that's what she said.

GROANING

SHE CHUCKLES

I mean, she looked so stressed.

She looked like her ancestors

was on the cotton field,

for crying out loud.

Left there paying £98

..per foot.

But, no, I'm tired!

I don't know about you. I'm tired of

always having to be the sexy one.

You know, like, having to shave and

make sure everything's all right.

And I think to myself, "No!

"We should stand up to this."

Yeah? Isn't it?

We should stand up to this, ladies.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

And we need to start serving

..organic chum
-chum.

LAUGHTER

As fresh and raw as could be.

Because I was in the bathroom,

right?

Shaving.

You know, you've got one leg,

c*ck up on the bath.

LAUGHTER

Are you a c*ck up on the bath girl

or the sink? Which one?

Oh, so you're flexible.

On the sink?

I mean, I've just got it on the

bath. I'm shaving.

Some of you might be waxing,

you're shaving,

and you've got the kids outside.

For some reason, at this point,

where you're trying to shave it up,

because you don't want to

You're concentrating. You don't want

to cut nothing off

cos that could get the mortgage,

right?

Now you're shaving it up,

and the kids are outside.

"Mum, Mum, I need

to brush my teeth."

"Not now, babes.

I'm doing something.

"Mum, Mum, Mum, I need to come in

and wash my hands."

"Not now." And then, I remember,

"Oh, my God, I'm cooking."

I've got the potatoes on.

So, I'm like, "Turn off

the potatoes, babe.

"Turn off the potatoes."

They're like, "Mum, Mum,

I can't hear you. Let me come in."

And you just switch, and you go,

"For crying out loud,

I'm shaving my chum
-chum!

"And if this sh*t goes right,

"you'll get an effing dad!"

LAUGHTER

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

My people, my name's Judi Love.

Enjoy your evening!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Judi Love!

You've been an amazing audience.

You've seen the brilliant

Tom Davis,

the incredible Judi Love,

I've been Ed Gamble.

Thank you very much

for coming to Live At The Apollo!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE