Betty swollocks
Words: Ophelia Bitz   
Wednesday, 15 August 2007
Aeneas Faversham Returns. The Underbelly. 6.10pm. Go forth and be mighty amused. These boys give one hope for British comedy; there is life after the catchphrase"comedy" crimes of the 21st century, and this time its dressed for high tea and dashing adventure.
 
Die Little Britian/Catherine Tate/all the other whiffle that I am spared by living without a television, hail The Penny Dreadfuls! The League Of Extraordinary Gentlemen (the comic not the crap film) meets Monty Python- not bad I think you'll find. Their 'Specimen 626' badge has joined my Luke Wright 'I glassed a swan' on my leopard lapel and I wear both with pride.
 
So yes, after a rampagingly good night out at Club Vague with the Insect Circus lot, Ruby Blues, Dusty Limits and my beloved Accordionista involving rolling about in puddles of wine, throwing Ms Blues about the dance-floor and having my boozums used as a wine glass by Limits it was only natural to come home to find Rick Shapiro in the kitchen burried under industrial amounts of cookies. Orkestra Del Sol provided the soundtrack to my gin-downing antics and much throwing of shapes and trampy behavior was had by all.
 
On my one day off I spent it the best way one can- in the cinema watching children's films and stuffing myself on delicious seafood with my beloved :)
 
Sketchy's today was storming! Full house baby, oh yeah! Feel the power of my five stars (not to mention the drawing power of scantily clad ladies. I love my job). La la la, such pride, such happiness, such letchtastic opportunities. Am really getting into the accessability of the Sketchy's ethos- everyone is an artists, even myself, which shows you just how broad the definition can be. I love the people that come to have a go and aren't afraid of their own style. I also love the cute ones that come and wink at me.
 
I do not love Mr Kilt And No Pants, with his splayed legs right in the model's face. Tradition be damned; if I can keep my pants on for an hour so can you. And get your sweaty bollocks off my seats.
 
Right, I'm off to have drinks with chums. Wasabe Martini please! Yum.