Three things immediately recommend Richard Todd to you – the charming, self-deprecating manner in which he gently cajoles punters into his free show, the amusing, pre-investment bucket speech he offers, and the fact that he promises to finish after a clipped 40 minutes, a pledge he makes good on.
With his warm, unthreatening Durham accent he’s got something of the children’s television presenter about him. Equally though, with his lanky frame, wild hair and intense stare, you’re not entirely surprised to hear about his mental health issues.
Establishing himself with relatable tales about his anxiousness waiting to open train doors with a line of commuters behind him and the rites-of-passage Fringe experience of performing in an obscure venue to just two people, he nevertheless quickly segues into an account of his raging adolescent libido and the inappropriate times it would reveal itself. This is followed by an image of his even younger self violently attacking the fridge when it refused to release an ice lolly to him.