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A few pics for your viewing pleasure/nausea/whatever from the Loose Moose kids show. My kids are already in full frantic fan mode, obsessively reciting lines of dialogue, songs and rubbing in my face that their favourite character is not moi. Ah me, the trials and tribulations of showbiz.

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I just had to chuckle at Jessica Simpson’s dad’s recent proclamations, as he awaits the birth of grand-celeb-spawn number 1: “Pete is the king of details, so he wants to make sure the baby’s room is just right – the right colors, the right sheets, the right look.” Fair enough. If I was a cashed up glamster I’d probably be the king of details too. This was not the source of my mirth, however. That, was this little gem: “He’s a great parent.” Uh…earth to Mister Simps-dude. She hasn’t popped it out yet. As awesome as your son-in-law may or…

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Why is it that my best friend Frankie’s baby bump is bigger than mine, even though we’re due on the exact same day? Ah. Probably cos I’m carrying half of our foetus in my ass. Jawsome.

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It might have been the hormones, it might have been the back-ache that a day-long drive as an ever-more-heavy preggie woman can induce, it might have been the – in the words of ‘The Castle’ – vibe of the thing. Whatever the case, the fact is this: as Doctor Bill Cosby casually sauntered onto the stage with not so much as a voiceover introduction, I almost wept. I’m not kidding. Clocking in at just under two hours of stand-up (or sit-down, as is his very relaxed style), it really was an amazing thing to be privy to. I am so…

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