Nervous and slightly embarrassed to
being sitting amongst hundreds of menopausal women and young couples
about to watch an hour of mammary manipulation, I ensure my press
pass is clearly on display so I’m not mistaken for a pervert.
Busting Out is billed as Puppetry Of The
Penis but with breasts. Not something I would imagine to be
remotely enticing. The sell out crowd in Assembly’s Ballroom suggests
otherwise.
Within sixty minutes I am standing up
along with the other male attendees squeezing my chest. The grannies
sitting next to me are giggling away. Surprisingly, so am I.