It's not Father Stone – it's...Michael Redmond!

Best known for his part in Father Ted, Michael Redmond offers daytime audiences 20 minutes of mostly decent, sporadically excellent comedy. He has some memorably mordant one-liners on the subjects including hair-care and Azerbaijan. Unfortunately, the good stuff is interspersed with hopeful banter with a reluctant audience and stretched out to an hour. In his defence, a show like this relies on the performer developing some kind of relationship with the punters, and Redmond must have been left feeling a little short-changed by today's meagre crowd. The usual suspects are all here—the loud lunchtime pissheads and the pernickety heckler who thinks he's funny—as well as someone Redmond probably knows well: the bloke who shouts lines from Father Ted at him.