Comedy 8pm, ABC1
I’ve always liked Frank Woodley – his ridiculous facial elasticity and over the top salute to humour born of a simpler time. But here, for half an hour a week, it’s too much. He’s a talent, no denying that, but this is but a mish-mash of disjointed skits loosely strung together via a flimsy storyline. Tonight, there’s also a lot of whistling which I could have done without. Sorry Frank, it’s me not you – but I reckon I’ve matured.