
It is five years since Micky Flanagan last toured and not a lot has happened to him during those years. As he joked to a packed arena, he mainly pretends to work in his office and watches Bargain Loving Brits. There was a pandemic too, he notes. Or as he puts in with typical Flanaganesque understatement, “we had a bit of aggravation”.
Anyone expecting a David Bowie-style reinvention might be disappointed by the tousle-haired Eastender’s new show If We Ever Needed It. He moans, for example, about the aches and angst of recently turning sixty, but he was having comparable comedic growing pains in his fifties.