Well partygoers, the rambunctious reign of Dimboola has come to an end.

Thats right, the wedding is over. The cake is ruined. The guests

Well folks, sad as it may be, Dimboola is almost at an end.

With only one week of the production remaining, we are well and truly on the

You will have to excuse me if I am a bit more scatterbrained than usual this blog, but I am still coming down from the excitement of doing an on-air ABC Radio interview with John Faine which also featured the likes of Lisa McCune and Ian Stenlake, while next door, none other than Peter Russell-Clarke was making a salad, in fisherman pants! So much excitement

Shit and Derision, its opening night!

With not long to go, tensions are mounting.

The past few days have been a frantic and frenetic fluster of frazzled farts.

There are many qualities that one looks for in a theatrical producer.

Deceit & deception.

T’was a momentous occasion this weekend. No, not because Phil finally turned up to rehearsals sober.......No, not because Renee finally hit every song within an octave of the actual notes........and no, not because our Producer extraordinaire Doug Montgomery actually turned up to a rehearsal (or, rather, popped his head in). No, it was a momentous weekend

I arrived at rehearsal this week to an unsettling silence. I climbed the stairs of our rehearsal venue, pried open the door and was greeted by . . . . an empty room. Had everyone gone on an impromptu “research” trip to the pub? No, surely not. Oh of course! I felt terrible, obviously everyone else except for me had gone to the wrong venue. How

Time to be serious this week I’m afraid:

A spanner was well and truly thrown into the works this week, or rather a box of spanners