
Izaak Lim claims to be a “legitimate medical doctor in his spare time”, that is when he’s not writing and performing in cabarets, comedy, improvisation, storytelling and theatre.

Being at Wyatt Nixon-Lloyd’s stand-up comedy is what I imagine watching a Kelpie who has been kept indoors and is only let outside for an hour would look like.

Blak Cabaret is cabaret with a conscience: a lovely blend of drag, political satire (not gentle), and emotionally vast and soulful music by some of the best indigenous performers around, an utter legend or four.

I don’t remember the character’s name … the sad girl drinking whisky, and honestly if I had met her in a bar at 2am, I would probably have made my polite excuses after a while and found somewhere else to be.

A Storm in a D Cup refers to the chaos that reigns inside the body and mind of the woman who packages her neat little self into a silver sequined dress and sky high red heels.

Gillian Cosgriff is Whelmed, highly intelligent, very funny, gorgeous looking and musically talented. I should totally hate her for that, and I would, if she wasn’t so positively adorable as well.

This is stand-up comedy with a difference. Based on the very real and very macabre theme of serial killers, this might not be everyone’s idea of a great night. But I loved it.

Every woman knows that hairdressers get all the good gossip as we sit in the chairs completely disarmed by the scalp massage and promise of a fresh outlook. In much the same way, our beauty therapist has probably seen us in positions of vulnerability reserved only for the biennial trip to the gyno.