A load of crop: Crap Elvis on the farm, plus gig news

Since the last post, I completely failed in whacking up the promised photos from a trip to a farm down south of Western Australia, yet somehow succeeded in making it through the first heat of the Raw Comedy competition (the universe is obviously out of balance). So back on the horse properly now (actually it will have to be a sheep - no horses on that farm), and here's the photos. Plus if you want to come along to the Raw Comedy Wildcard Show this Thursday (19 March) at the Comedy Lounge, Charles Hotel, North Perth, click here for all the details. I'll be one of a few on that night.
Also quick thanks to those who turned up at late notice to the Llama Bar show last week.
Righty ho....photos coming now.


Thinking....thinking.....oh come on, how could I drive past this...


Can't. Resist. Gift. From. Comedy. Gods.
PS: Always carry some masking tape and a marker pen with you.



Deadwood. And some old trees.



Off to check on the new wig harvest. It's been a number of years since the last good batch.


Dealing with writers blockage.


Elvis had an extensive silo career


Ahead. And a body. And some legs.


The annual "running of the sheep." Terrifying.



Hearty farm meals definitely take their toll.