One of the word-of-mouth hits in Edinburgh last year was Andrew Watts' Feminism For Chaps. It did so well that Watts added some extra free daytime shows and I had to sit behind a family tucking into their scampi and fries, which was not really the ideal comedy environment. But you could still see that Watts had something. An immediately accessible fogeyish persona and a bumptious take on the world and a woman’s place in it.