My latest hour of stand up comedy, The Carnival of Regret: The Haunted Fairground, finished its run at the Sydney Fringe last week.
The story goes that I have inherited a carnival that is entirely staffed by ghosts. The hour of comedy deals with the concept magics place in a world of information; how much wonder can there be when we know what goes bump in the night?
If you missed out of seeing it at the Fringe, (highly likely, unless you were one of twenty or so people), I do plan on bringing it back for the Sydney Comedy Festival next year.
(Unfortunately, I designed the poster myself for this show)