Pizza is better than Easter eggs

I feel a bit guilty. I promised my partner Jack an Easter egg hunt and didn’t deliver. Easter and all that accompanies it is a non-event in our house anyway. It’s usually the middle weekend of the Melbourne comedy festival, by which point my voice is starting to go and my liver is like the engine in a 1978 Toyota Lancer.

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