I was hanging out with Leftwing Idiot and Kyle at work today. The three of us go back a long way and we have a well-established history of doing silly voices together.
On our way back from lunch it was… read more
For three years, from when I moved into the castle, I’ve been happily chatting to, advising and teasing the lamp-post I can see from my bedroom window. A year and a day ago I wrote a blog post… read more
Leftwing Idiot, Will, Fran and I all travelled home from work yesterday in a cab. Leftwing Idiot was sitting in the front and half way through the journey, completely out of the blue, he said ‘Alan ate my falafel.’
We… read more
The traditional way to start a new month is with a pinch and a punch. I certainly upheld the pinching part during a ‘ticcing fit’ I had earlier today. It was while I was in a meeting with Leftwing… read more
While Leftwing Idiot and I were having lunch in a café earlier he picked up the tomato ketchup, which came in a squeezy, plastic, tomato-shaped bottle filled to the brim with sauce.
Mischievously he started saying loads of stuff to… read more
I woke up relaxed and happy after a laid-back weekend. Since July all my weekends have been packed full of performances, festivals or work. It’s been an amazing time, but having a proper weekend off has been lovely too.
Yesterday… read more
I know it’s not Saturday, but it was yesterday and my tics seemed aware of that when they chose to repurpose Whigfield’s 1994 classic ‘Saturday Night.’ The tune stayed the same but the lyrics were given a radical… read more
This afternoon my tics made me blush. They very rarely do this, but for a moment my face was hot with embarrassment.
Will and I were in the office along with Leftwing Idiot, and our colleague JP.
We were all… read more
We’ve been in East London for the last couple of days working on #BIBL with the amazing Graeae Theatre Company, and it’s been incredibly useful.
When we went out for lunch we noticed the increasing… read more
I came back from a well-earned trip to the pub this evening – it was dark already so all the all the streetlights were on. I was chatting to the lamp-posts sporadically as I often do, saying goodnight by touching… read more