Name of a new theatre company that is being set up to explore issues such as ageism, sexuality and menopause.

https://www.thestage.co.uk/news/2019/je ... ewsletter1

Sounds like a barrel of laughs, but don't scoff - it's odds on they'll get a huge grant off the Arts Council to pay for it.

I'm looking for pot bellied, middle aged men to help set up Where's My Dick Gone? A theatre company exploring issues around no longer being able to see your wedding tackle without the aid of a full length mirror.

Obviously everyone here on the Bunker has a 6 pack and is hung like a horse, so ask around.

sounds like a load of balls to me.

Bit of a disappointing post given the thread title Mr Dawes. I was all geared up to explain that you haven't got one but it turns out that you knew that already and were just having fun.

Might be worth mentioning that The Arts Council doesn't actually give grants anymore so anybody who felt their blood pressure rising can relax on that score. You can get funding from the National Lottery for arts projects and I think the Arts Council help them with the awards process but there isn't any tax payers money involved so the level of outrage you can generate is limited.

I'm not trying to generate outrage; the whole thing tickled my sense of humour and I responded in kind.

If you're an entitled white male as I am (though I wouldn't say growing up in a low wage household in the Trimdons gave me that much of a head start in life) you can applaud the relentlessness of current efforts to redress the gender balance, or shrug your shoulders, or once in a while laugh out loud. Or is the name of the theatre company not intended to provoke a reaction? As a matter of fact I know Jenny, so I'm sure it is.

And the Arts Council is still very much in receipt of a DCMS grant as well as lottery funds, so if Where's my Dick Gone theatre company was to become a National Portfolio Organisation at some point in the future it would indeed be in receipt of tax payers' money.

All I can say is the female half of the planet has taken a helluva long time to come up with an answer to Puppetry of the Penis. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puppetry_of_the_Penis
I guess they finally gave in to the immense pontential of schlongs and adopted a different tack for their snatch-based entertaiment

I saw Puppetry of the Penis - didn't know whether to laugh or wince most of the time, bit like those Carney performers that have implanted horns growing from their foreheads or can shove nails though their knobs.

I went to see Puppetry Of The Penis, it was superb. Someone bought me the book for Christmas one year, and I spent loads of Boxing Day practising the tricks.

Reminds me of one of the wife’s friends when she was telling her about when one of her grandkids came in from school after a biology lesson and asked if she had a vagina, she said yes, but don’t tell your grandad.

Sorry Mr Dawes, didn't mean to imply that you were trying to generate outrage - just thought there might be some. I thought any tax payers' money that goes to the Arts Council nowadays was for their own running costs and the Lottery funded the grants. If I'm wrong about that can you add a bit to your bid for some Dickscovery Drama Workshops? For about £60,000 I can supply mirrors on sticks, half a dozen torches and a couple of cheap thespians who'd be happy to tour Britain's left behind towns in search of neglected genitalia. I'll only need to charge a 50% consultancy fee.

As long as the thesps have decent kites on them you've got a deal - can't get away with a couple of cushions under the jumper as full frontal nudity is required.