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Bobby Davro: the tears of a clown

2 January 2004

2003 was a great year for Bobby Davro. Channel Four's 'The Games' catapulted him back into the public eye, he guested on Living TV's 'Loose Lips', a magazine programme hosted by Melinda Messenger, and he seemed to be ending the year in smashing style, cheered by hundreds of shoppers as he turned on the Christmas lights at Farnborough, and starring as Buttons in this year's Christmas panto at Nottingham's Theatre Royal.

But then, on the last night of the year, it all went horribly wrong. For the panto's matinee performance, Davro appeared on stage in a puff of smoke, as usual, and asked everyone if they were all right, as usual. Then, when they said they were, he told them he couldn't hear them, as usual. Then, as they repeated, louder, that yes, they were fine, suddenly Davro burst into tears. According to the Sun, the audience roared with laughter at first, thinking that they were supposed to. Then, as the curtain fell and Davro was led off-stage, they realised that something was seriously awry.

Cinderella had opened to rave reviews, such as the one which appeared on BBC Nottingham's website describing Davro as 'the star of the show'. 'His jokes were hilarious, he was constantly funny with many impressions of people such as Tony Blair, Del Boy, Lloyd Grossman, to name a few. They were for the adults really but the children just laughed anyway because he sounds so funny.' So what on earth could have happened to make the notoriously cheeky comedian break down and weep like an open sore?

Of course it could be anything. It could be some personal tragedy - some vile flesh-eating tumour that Davro had been trying to keep secret or something heartbreaking regarding his wife, his three kids or his house in Surrey. In which case, may we be the first to offer the comedian our deepest sympathies. We have always - like any right thinking individuals - loathed the man, but we would never wish personal unpleasantness upon him.

This is why we hope the reason for his breakdown is nothing more sinister than that, after all these years of performing, he abruptly stopped finding himself in the slightest bit funny. Perhaps he was glancing at his website on Wednesday morning and he read this:

Versatility is the key to Bobby's longevity as a high profile personality. Be it in TELEVISION, PANTOMIME, SUMMER SHOWS, CORPORATE ENTERTAINMENT AND AWARDS PRESENTATIONS, GOLF SHOWS AND LATE NIGHT CABARET... "BOBBY DAVRO" is in constant demand as a major attraction.

Perhaps he had one of those moments, and he saw himself and his achievements with shocking, frightening clarity, and he just, quite simply, wanted to die.

Whatever the reason, Davro's breakdown was shortlived. By the evening performance he was back onstage, gurning, prancing and happy happy happy.

Oh, no he isn't!

Oh well.


Reason Enough.

Happier Times.



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