stewart lee

one of the maddest things i've seen someone else do in this country came a few years back when myself and my partner of the time decided we'd go to stirling castle to see braveheart on site, a curious decision as neither of us liked it, indeed i'd go so far as to say i loathed it but it was free and it was at the castle so off we went.

all our fears were immediately confirmed by the swarms of drunk tartan army types hoaching around the place. but, just to get them psyched up that wee bit more, the organisers had decided to do a bit of re-enactment. cue some dressed up english mentalist giving the wallace character a proper kicking in front of the assembled masses. quite how he wasn't attacked i've never figured out but the film started just in time and it didn't happen. (we stayed until the tartan army boys started standing up to recite their favourite lines in conjunction with the rather unlovely mel gibson. pretty it was not.)

anyway, that was about as full on as baiting scottish people got. or so i thought. stewart lee is a comedian i can't be all that bothered with, too many pauses, too many repetitions and just a bit too laboured. until i saw this. and then this. from the repeated 'scotch' to the look on the face of the large gentleman. and gaelic - priceless. stewart lee, i thank you.