‘if this is as good as it ever gets, I am more than okay with that. In fact, I will be stoked with that.’

It’s boasting onstage about what a crappy mum you are, while secretly crumbling at the notion that it’s true.

They say it takes a village to raise a child. Well in my sister’s and my case, it takes a retirement village.

love comedy and always have. I’ve spent the past decade being obsessed with it. But now with Mum so sick and all of my gigs in the foreseeable future being cancelled, things have come into a different focus. What the hell even matters? What makes a good life? Being onstage? Getting on TV? Having the fame and freedom to make whatever crazy projects

I love comedy for sure. But is ‘doing what you love’ really the ultimate pursuit in life as we’re constantly told? I’m not sure. All I know is that I want to feel the sense of purpose that I felt while I was looking after my mother in the final chapter of her life.

Through a stunning display of serendipity, I stumble across an audition notice for Clown Doctors.

to do this job properly, to really be there for somebody, to bring the light into the room, you have to do exactly the opposite of shutting down. You have to show up with an open heart. Every day.

Comedy is pain relief.

for the first time I feel like I’m finally enjoying my kids rather than enduring them.