In his latest show The Headmasterâs Son, Richard Herring explores whether or not he can blame the fact that he turned out a sex-obsessed, immature stand up comedian on the fact that several of his formative years were spent as a pupil in the same school his dad presided over as headmaster. The answer seems obvious from the outset but nevertheless the show is easily Herringâs best in years. It retains his usual reliance on being overly (psychotically?) pedantic and utilising flawed logic but unlike his previous few shows, the show is genuinely touching in parts, notably at the end. The only real problem with the show is that one hour doesnât seem to be enough time to do it justice, as it never really is for a Herring show. This show is probably the best Iâve seen so far this year but I can see it being so much better when Herring takes it on tour. The DVD will be worth the wait. *****