Where's Greg?

I work from home on Fridays. It's a good thing. This morning I was emerging from the dark basement where the computer lives, and where I work when I'm at home, to visit the bathroom. While going past the living room, I realized that I had left the TV on. It was Good Morning Canada, and the Wiggles were on. The first thing I noticed is that they're looking kind of old. Anthony has a fair bit of grey in his closely shorn hair. But then, I looked at the guy in the yellow shirt and

It. Wasn't. Greg. WTF? Who was this guy, and what have they done with Greg?

My family's relationship with the Wiggles goes back 6 years when Leah was a year old. My sister gave us a Wiggles video, and though I failed to see the charm in these four strange men, Leah was enchanted. The "Fruit Salad" video could ensure me 20 minutes to make dinner, or fold a load of laundry. When she was 3, Leah told me that Greg was her boyfriend. I always had my doubts about these guys -- have you ever seen the bizarre puppet video on "Fruit Salad"? The song is "Can you point your finger and do the twist" and it's the Wiggles puppets, these scary-looking paper maché guys that bop around with their little fingers pointed, against a bad psychadelic multi-coloured background. The whole thing looks like a bad acid trip flashback. Rachel won't watch it 'cause it creeps her out.

My online mommies' group once spent a giggle-filled week posting back and forth on the subject of "If you had to sleep with a Wiggle, which one would you choose". (A digression, I know, but I'm desperate for enough Wiggle-related material to fill a blog posting.)

Anyway, I consulted Wikipedia, and apparently he has a 'mystery illness'. Poor Greg. I hope he gets better soon, 'cause the new guy.....not cutting it.