G.N.W. Revisited (How I loath acronymns!)

1. By day four things started to get a little bleery. Was it because some of Melbourne's older theatres were built for migets and my legs hurt like hell or because Good News Week has a policy of filling the set with smoke? You be the judge.
   
   Yeah I know the digital age means G.N.W. have to find canny ways to control their image. But smoke inhalation is a dangerous thing. It used to be that you could take dozens of nice clear photos, even when the talent were running around the stage like rabbits. Sadly, those days are gone.
   
   There was a moment when I was peering through the mist when I seriously thought "am I going to get a good look at this show at all?" the haze was so thick.
   
   

Good thing you get to watch the "best bits" on TV (What an interesting idea! -- What would the show be like if they let a whole lot of G.N.W. groupies loose in their editing booth? -- Probably not a product sellable to Channel Ten).

Was Paul a cinema ticket seller or was he a gay Davros? He "went down on" Jason Byrne as part of "so you think you can mime"segment. One thing was for certain he's a spitter not a swallower, which may or may not be "Good News" for Jason Byrne (I think he's straight).