Ivo Graham

Ivo Graham’s last Edinburgh show left things on something of a cliffhanger. His young person’s railcard had expired, he’d got engaged to his girlfriend, and they were gearing up to start trying for a baby.

So let’s get this out of the way early: yes, he has indeed managed to secure himself one of the new 26-30 ‘millennial railcards’. Did you really think he was going to let that goldmine pass him by?

In other, lesser, news, the train of Ivo’s daughter has indeed left the station of her mother’s womb, on a one-way journey to the general joy, maturity and self-improvement of both her parents (drivers?). Now, rather than taking the year off so thoroughly recommended by close family, other comics and several big dogs at the Ealing NCT, Ivo returns to the Fringe (his ninth, for God’s sake) to reflect on the past year in a stand-up show that juggles enough emotional articulacy and gleeful juvenility to delight doting fogies and frivolous commitmentphobes alike.