Hair you can plait: the old man and his eyebrows

I’m getting older, there’s no escaping it. I'm not really old; my age is mid. My body, like my slang, lacks riz. It's a well worn trope of comedy, discussing where the hair has stopped growing and redirected to where it isn't wanted or thought to be. (Like earlobes, what the actual fuck?) I started … Continue reading Hair you can plait: the old man and his eyebrows →

Kent Michael and Russell Hartup Told Jokes – Fringe 2026 wrap up

It’s been nearly two weeks since Fringe ended and I can still feel the love and excitement in my veins. Who would have thought that tickets were harder to get than diesel?

The thrill of the Fringe

Last night registrations closed for the 2025 Adelaide Fringe and I submitted mine with hours to spare. I love Fringe, especially since mine is giving up ground to my eyebrows. As a comedian in Adelaide it’s the best way to challenge myself as an artist, to grow and to perform. But it’s not easy. Over … Continue reading The thrill of the Fringe →