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Me, My Mouth and I

In November 2015, when a woman in a derelict building in west London started a countdown, my heart raced – as I’m sure a print-out from my pacemaker would testify. Kirsty Wark had just emerged from round a corner … read more

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BBC Two Here We Come

In just under a week’s time we’ll be sharing the result of a creative project that’s been over a year in the making.

With a lot of excitement I want to encourage you to look out for our latest film, … read more

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Cartoon Pain Scale

The Internet’s full of distractions, from cute cat videos to nostalgic quizzes.

Last night I saw an alternative pain scale that made me laugh – someone had used works of art to replace the usual 1-10 of pain.

I liked … read more

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The U-bends of Windsor

If you’re in the UK it’s unlikely to have escaped your attention that there’s a wedding happening today – the marriage of Prince Harry and Meghan Markle.

I’d been expecting this post to be about wedding-related tics and I … read more

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Cannon Beach

The last few days have been busy– preparing for and preforming my stand-up show here in Portland, and running a children’s event yesterday. Today was a day off, and as the weather was beautiful, Leftwing Idiot, Lily and I decided … read more

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Dear Jacqueline

Dear Jacqueline Wilson,

I’ve got a confession to make: I, a thirty-seven-year-old woman, spent the Easter weekend watching the CBBC adaptation of your book Katy (a retelling of the What Katy Did stories). I’m sure I’m not the only adult … read more

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Stop Talking And Start Relaxing

Joyce was supporting me today and we got chatting about theatre. She’s not a regular-theatre goer but she did come to the Brewing In The Basement cabaret night we held at The Barbican Centre last November.

Joyce, who’s Jamaican, said … read more

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Bed Rails and Bryson

A few months ago I wrote about how much I’d been enjoying listening to writer Bill Bryson’s adventures as I went to sleep. My chronic pain over the last couple of years has been having an increasing impact on … read more

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Beckett and Biscuits

It’s Sunday, I’m lying in bed, and I woke with the first light creeping in around the edges of my bedroom blind. A moment ago I pulled it up to let the light fill the room. Then I sank back … read more

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Babies, Bodies, Biscuits

In one week’s time our production of Samuel Beckett’s ‘Not I’ opens at Battersea Arts Centre in London. We’ve been in rehearsals this week and it’s been great getting back into the play. I’ve particularly enjoyed rehearsing with Charmaine, our … read more

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