Mike McColl-Jones
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Mike McColl-Jones is a veteran comedy writer for Australian television. He wrote for Graham Kennedy, Don Lane and Bert Newton.
Bert Newton claims that McColl-Jones has worked on every show that Newton has worked on, and that it was McColl-Jones who came up with the nickname 'Moonface' for Newton, and not Don Lane.
McColl-Jones is the author of "My Funny Friends".
[edit] Graham Kennedy funeral
At the funeral service for Graham Kennedy, McColl-Jones said goodbye to his friend in the form of an imaginary fax:
- Dear Mike,
- You know how much I loathe flying.
- This was the smoothest flight I've ever had. Not one bump. Good airline too, Air God.
- It was fascinating to see airline food being served by nuns.
- When I arrived, I was greeted by this old bloke with a white beard. He looked like me in sketches.
- I helped him drag some cases of grog in through the Pearly Gates (which, by the way, are plastic).
- Gee, they think of everything up here. Fifty crates of gin and tonic and a lovely bucket of ice.
- The guy I helped is already a chum - I call him Saint Peter the phantom puller.
- Met some really interesting people on the weekend. Henry VIII -- he told me he liked the way I threw the chicken on the floor for Bert to pick up.
- John Logie Baird -- he said he's going to name an award after me: the Cyril.
- And Dick Turpin, he told me a very funny joke, did Dick. Dick did! Clever dick!
- I hear Derryn outed me. I've got a hot flash for him: It's rife up here.
- Only a few minutes ago I saw Oscar Wilde holding hands with Chips Rafferty.
- I reckon if Hinch's body is ever washed up on a beach, police will be interviewing suspects for seven years.
- I'm having a drink tonight at the Cloud Club with some old chums -- Joff, Rosie, Johnny Ladd, Buster Fiddess, Tommy Hanlon, Sr and Jr, Al Jolson, Dean Martin. You'll never guess who the barman is! Johnny Meillon!
- Do you know who I saw on Friday afternoon? Rover Boy. He's still peeing!
- I must go now. I'm about to meet God! I said he could come over at two.
- PS. You'll never guess who I had dinner with last night -- Joan of Aaaaark!"
