Bloody hell. While I was laughing my aging arse off at Danny Bhoy, inside what used to be a prison, the commoner-formerly-known-as-Prince Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor was being arrested.
Well at least The Bhoyster and his audience were allowed to walk out at the show's end.
And for the record, it is RosalinD, note the ending 'd.'
Say hello to my new best friend, my home-brew cold brew coffee. I thought I would try it as an experiment and wow, it really is so smooth and mellow a taste. And having fingernails chewed down to the elbow while waiting at least 12 hours for my cup of coffee to be ready was just a small inconvenience.
Guess what. A 12 hour wait for it to be ready is still preferable to @muffinbreak expecting me to pay for undrinkable schlock that bears very little resemblance to the simple order that is a flat white coffee.
"But sir, or is it madam, I cannot quite tell beneath all your facial hair, we are entitled to a fair return for our labour and the cost of the material that comprises your beverage."
"But it isn't what I bloody ordered, you nasty nouveau-Socialist pretense at being a corporate conglomerate. And your second effort, while marginally better, not only tasted terrible but still wasn't what I bloody well ordered."
"Why, thank you for reminding of that, sir. Will that be card again to pay for your second coffee?"
They ignored my email but publicly responded to my public bad review. Such assurances that things will be addressed. But any suggestion of a refund or freebie to replace the muck I paid for and returned twice? Deafening silence. So apart from teaching children to make revolting coffee, actual customer service is not much of a priority. Great work @muffinbreak
It is public record that Peter Dutton owned and probably still owns childcare centres.
It is public record that he did not record this on the register of interests for an extended time. But rather than just a simple oversight, he did remember to record his wife's interests in the same childcare facilities.
As a senior member of the Coalition government, Dutton directly benefited by those payments to childcare. He also continued to make government decisions that favoured payments to childcare facilities while hiding his interests in them.
This was corrupt behaviour.
Today the NACC refused to investigate. Just another example of what a pathetic institution the NACC has proven to be. The first priority is clearly to protect political arses.
Any time I am shopping at Lansell Plaza, I usually stop for coffee at Muffin. Not any more. It has gone badly down hill. My mug of flat white had about 20mm deep foam I had to dig out to find the coffee. And the coffee was weak, tasteless muck. I returned it. No apology and the customer should not have to explain to the barista that FLAT means minimal milk added on top. That is what makes it 'flat.' The replacement had less foam than before but still way more than what should go into a FLAT coffee and the coffee was still insipid garbage. I returned it and this time told exactly what crap it was. Still no apology but I was thanked for going there.
Tonight it was @tomcballard at the Queens Arms. Lots of fun as always. But now I get to sit through the whole show rather than being one of a festival's volunteers. And lots of laughter it was. The pic isn't from the show but the young fella does love showing off that gut. One day a fat old bastard in the audience is going to leap up, shouting 'you call that a gut!' Then tearing their shirt open. That could be fun. 'Too fat for a fucking horse? I'm too fat for the army's fucking tanks!'
Why do I only get these great ideas after the show? But at least it is something to talk about in hospital tomorrow in between a surgeon drilling my prostate out with a cheap drill from Bunnings. The surgical equivalent of DIY.
Anyway, keep an eye out for Fatty. Always a fun time.
This is Martin Harley (@martinharleymusic ) and it is the mid-show break of his performance at the Golden Vine. Loving it. Hell of a good slide player with some classical Indian influences here and there. Look him up and see if he's coming your way.
I have just arrived home from checking out Danny McGinlay at the Bendigo Mini Comedy Festival. And he is proof that nobody needs a full show worked out. Just take about half-an-hour of stuff with you and spend the rest of the time having fun with the audience. Bloody funny.
Walter White approves. :)
