When it’s bad, it’s bad

I’ve just found out that my old comedy mate Dickster died way too young. He was such a funny bloke, always quick with a joke if anyone was having a shit time, would always buy me a beer, always a gentleman. A big softie with a big heart. This is a great interview with him and how I will remember him. Thanks for the laughs mate, I’ll have a beer or three for you.


3 Comments on “When it’s bad, it’s bad”

  1. tigtog says:

    The Dickster was a top bloke. He will be greatly missed.

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