Come on William and Harry, let’s hug it out

As a result I closed my show at the Melbourne International Comedy Festival on the weekend and instead of heading out on the town to celebrate with a glass or two of personality, I found myself tucked up in bed by 9pm watching the funeral of Prince Philip. As I’ve stated before I am pretty on the fence on all things Royal. Seeing the Queen sitting alone in the chapel did tug at even my normally impenetrable heart strings (I always say that to sound cool but I’m really a blubbering mess in real…



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