Posh newcomer Duncan Crawford’s stock-in-trade is a combination of anecdotal storytelling and impassioned rant, getting increasingly irate against whatever happens to have got his goat. But if only he could find something more interesting than James Blunt to moan about…

His main story, told in confident style, involves the pitfalls of trying to share a supposedly romantic bath with his girlfriend – which mostly concerned the perils of burning, or scalding, the testicles. It’s well executed, but doesn’t feel convincing enough to be more than an entertaining diversion.