It’s always difficult to find ways to entertain excitable gay male friends. Sarah Jane Morris and Alison Moyet apparently let themselves down by paying insufficient attention to their outfits. Criminal, really. Also, one of SJM’s songs seemed to include a ‘message’, which is not to be tolerated. Thank goodness for Mari Wilson at the Komedia last week. I shall have to deduct points for the lack of trademark beehive but she certainly put on a show, complete with a variety of sparkly frocks. We were all swaying and clapping in our seats, and a few middle-aged chaps let the rhythm take them over and were on their feet for the final number. I suspect they’re still resting now. Anyway, thank you, Mari. You were just what we always wanted.