Julian Clary

Lord of the Mince

I, Julian Clary, have done for mincing what Michael Flatley did for Irish dancing.

But has the bottom fallen out of the homosexual meat market? I must tour my kingdom to find out…

In these difficult times I feel I should go and comfort my people in the provinces. My friend Damien tells me the men are very hard up in Sheffield. I only hope I’m not too late.

I’m 50. The shame of it. This will be an intimate evening – a celebration, no less, of my twenty-five years in the camp spotlight: how I got there and why I refuse to leave. Come and see me before they put me in a home for tired old knackers.

‘He made Carmen Miranda look like Brando’ Scotsman

‘He knows what we want: excess coming by the bucket load’ Scotsman

‘Julian Clary camps it up like a gang of brownies on a sausage sizzle’ Sunday Mail

‘Julian Clarey brings the house down’ The Independent

‘In a class of his own’’ Mail on Sunday