We’re really excited to be bringing Backstage in Biscuit Land to two fantastic London venues this September. We’re very grateful to the Barbican and to the Soho Theatre for stepping in at short notice and making us so welcome, following … read more
A few weeks ago I wrote about a strange and repetitive version of Kumbaya my tics came up with. Well, they’ve been at it again, and this version’s a bit more – how can I way put it? – groiny!… read more
I was searching through the photos on my phone earlier looking for a particular image when I stumbled across something that made me squeal with excitement.
Last month I was in Liverpool with Chopin to perform Backstage In Biscuit Land… read more
I love swimming and I try to go at least twice a week. Recently I’ve been going to a different pool because my nearest one is being refurbished.
The accessible changing facilities at the new pool are much fancier than … read more
A few days ago an image turned up on wall of the castle that could very easily have been an illustration of a tic. It wasn’t though, and with King Russell prompting me like a royal Roy Walker from Catchphrase… read more
A few days ago I mentioned the spooky goings-on in my bathroom. I described how my inflatable bath-lift (which helps me get in and out of the bath) had suddenly started inflating itself in the middle of the night.
This … read more
I’ve spent the last week at the Royal Court Theatre taking part in a writing group. Having the time to think and talk about writing in depth with other writers has been brilliant.
Will’s been supporting and he seems to … read more
In this morning’s session of the writing group we discussed story structure, and in particular ideas from ‘The Writer’s Journey’, a book by Christopher Vogler. Mark, who’s leading the sessions, explained that stories that are very different can … read more
Yesterday, as Will and I travelled back from the writing group at The Royal Court Theatre I started having a ‘ticcing fit’. We were in a cab and Will quickly moved closer, holding me so I was safe … read more
A few days ago I wrote about a conversation my tics had had with the sun-drenched roses outside my bedroom window and I’d wondered if these exchanges would continue.
Today I got my answer. When I opened the blind this … read more