Peter Goers’ latest Fringe offering at Holden Street Theatres (his “10th show in a trilogy”) was pleasingly much like his previous works, although there were a few notable changes, and the lack of some sweet tunes by The Wills Sisters was a bit of a shame.

Hitting the stage with a big smile, Peter launched into familiar, if dark, gags about “old people”, which is all right because he surely is one himself these days, no matter how amusingly he tries to disguise his true age.

There were the expected showbiz-zy anecdotes (concerning Liza Minnelli, Barbra Streisand, and others), and further yarns about some of his experiences travelling around South Australia, including a tale about Penola, a condemned balcony, and The Wicker Man.

A quick bit of foul-mouthed funniness about Australian film censorship shocked a few punters, but more of a surprise was an uncharacteristic piece constructed as a COVID play, with him and two old pals talking jokey nonsense over mock-drinks and Cheezels. It was a potentially risky idea, and it worked okay, but not having ‘Smacker’ then knock off a song or two was something of a missed opportunity.