This little clip is a bit of a love song to the cast of How To Be A Man.
I know I keep harping on about it, but there are only three shows left this Thursday, Friday and Saturday, and I would dearly love to pack the Brisbane Arts Theatre full.
Life is lived to learn lessons, and staging Felafel, Tassie Babes and now HTBAM have made these past three years heart-breakingly challenging and heart-achingly satisfying all at once. My twin goals through all of it have been to help the theatre, and above all to be faithful to the spirit of John Birmingham's work, which I treasure dearly.
I am so grateful to have been given the opportunity to put on these marvellously crazy productions. I don't hope that they are Art, or Important, or Meaningful. I simply hope they're damn entertaining for a couple of hours, with more than their fair share of nob gags and unexpected dance routines.
Mostly, I'm thankful for the truly wonderful people these shows have brought into my life. I am richer for knowing them, and I hope some of their talent has rubbed off on me.
If you are in Brisbane, come along to How To Be A Man.