Richard Herring: Oh Fuck I'm 40 - 9 Mar, Tron Theatre

Richard Herring can't skateboard. His t-shirt is a little too tight and he finds everything in life a bit annoying. This is because, as of last year, Herring reached the dreaded 4-0. The fact that he can't skateboard, fit snug t-shirts, and moans about everything in his Fist of Fun days, isn't the point: he's now middle aged and this gives him licence to be as grumpy as possible. To this end, his show features long, poetic monologues on the inconsequential nature of our existence in the context of an infinite universe, and of course, more than a few cock jokes. The benefit of 20 plus years of experience is clear in his expert delivery, and Herring sustains the hour and a half with a performance that, if anything, is a little too slick. Here's a comic who knows how to dick about with the comedy rule book, but only his recounting of an impossible, absurd conversation comes close to testing our limits. Still, his bare-all, confessional style leaves nothing to the imagination and is refreshingly self deprecating. If only every man's mid life crisis was as artful and hilarious. [Emma Lennox]