Imogen Cowan, 28, from Melbourne, Vic, shares her story with Take 5’s Mitchell Jordan:
The dinner table was adorned with saveloys, little boys and a statue of little baby cheeses.
“Right, ladies, let’s bang our heads together – toot suite,” I said to my cousins, Sarah and Emma.
Melbourne’s lockdown had just ended so we’d gathered at their house for a celebratory dinner – Kath and Kim-style.
Imogen having a Kath and Kim-style feast (Image: supplied)
To say that I was a yuuuge fan of the comedy series was a massive understatement.
I was only eight when it first premiered in 2002 but by the time I was 10, I already owned the script books and would frequently read them to my mum, Simone, picking out my favourite lines.
Of all the characters in the show, it was Kath Day-Knight whom I adored the most.
She’s fierce, foxy and – being high maintenance – loves her fashion.
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When I watched her antics, I could see shades of people I knew.
Over the years, my passion for the show saw me do everything from drive to the mall where Kath and Kim loved to shop, through to visiting the Buckingham Hotel on the Nepean Highway, which had once been Kel’s temporary home, and – of course, standing outside the Day-Knight abode in Patterson Lakes.
But during lockdown, I relied on the foxy morons more than ever to get me through.
As a member of the Facebook page, Da Kath and Kim Appreciation Society, I’d post daily lockdown diaries written as if I were Kath.
An extract from the Kath diaries Imogen shared on Facebook (Image: supplied)
I imagined she’d still be up to pussy’s bow, beginning the morning with huffy puffy in the good room, followed by a prostrate smoothie, before starting her TAFE course in ‘erbal tea via Zoom at 9am.
People loved them, and I hoped my words brought as much joy to Australians as the show continues to give me.
I also enjoy dressing up as Kath and happily visited a vintage store to buy some high-waist trousers with a snap crotch and footlong fly, along with some parrot earrings.
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“Where’s the perm?” people asked me.
“Pfft,” I replied, like Kim would do. “My hair’s my crowning glory – I’m not going that far!”
As for the upcoming 20-year reunion, well, I’m wrapped to the back teeth! It’s going to be a hoot – I can feel it in my waters.
A reappearance is long overdue, and it’s a timely reminder that Kath, Kim, Sharon and co. are unforgettable characters in the canon of Australia’s television ‘istory.
