Eddie Izzard

Transparent and inflatable, Eddie Izzard's sofa is not so much a piece of household furniture as a plaything in a crche. It's a bouncy sofa. A comedy sofa. One that makes rubbery squeaking noises whenever you move. I've been invited to sit on it by the enigmatic blonde who answered the door, explained that 'Eddie is running late' and then left. As I'm waiting, I try to work out a technique for rising from the sofa with dignity. There isn't one - you're either pitched violently towards the floor Read more [...]