Something is about to change the face of Thursday nights.

It helped me through my last break up. My flatmate has it shipped over especially from overseas. It relaxed me on the return flight from Hong Kong and, if you ask the concierge at the W Hotel Sydney nicely, he'll bring it to your suite.

Its name is Kath and Kim and it's the best drawn satire - and first watchable programme (I'm sure some of you will challenge me on this) - to emerge from Oz in a long time. You could salute it as the paradigm of post-feminism, if you were that way inclined. But that might be going a little too far.

Centring around the lives of a daughter who's walked out on her marriage of five months ('it's over mum, do you hear me? O-V-A-H, over'), her second best friend Sharon - an overweight sports fanatic with a ginger bowl cut - and her empty-nester mum Kath, over the coming episodes you'll see plotlines incorporating threesomes with twins, off-target Gaydars and a marriage set to a 'mutton dressed as lamb' theme, all against the backdrop of suburban Melbourne.

Anticipate lines like, 'I just wanna be effluent' and the word hornbag entering the British lexicon very soon.

Suburbia: everyone's talking about it. Just glad we're not doing it.