Off to the comedy festival again tonight and it does rather make me wonder what the hell I'm going to do when this thing finishes. For those of you not from Melbourne, there is a month long festival called the Melbourne International Comedy Festival, which is cruelly robbing me of any sleep and which is responsible for a higher than usual incidence of the flu for this time of year.

Kathy Smith Goes To Maths Camp
was reviewed yesterday in the online UK Chortle, here.

See also here, which as you know is my favourite newspaper.

Also, I received an Alan Bennett DVD in the mail today, which was a present from myself. God I'm ace.

Also saw Kokoda on the weekend, a film starring our friend Simon Stone who was pretty much unrecognisable (ie he was wearing shorts) and who I really did not want to see dying in a tent. I then met up with him about ten minutes later at the comedy festival and was most relieved to see he wasn't wearing army issue shorts, he wasn't covered in mud, and he appeared not be bleeding to death.

The movie is definitely worth seeing. Although I missed a lot of it due to the fact that my hands were covering my face and I was muttering "Simon's going to die".

Thankfully, I can at least give away the real life ending: Simon doesn't die. He comes to the comedy festival with me and Stewart and Katie-Jean and we go to dinner in the city and the meal takes an hour and ten minutes to arrive so I complain to the staff and we get the entire meal plus drinks for free.

Yay for me being the hero of the story. Who knew Kokoda had such a modern twist at the end?