It’s late, I’m exhausted, but I’m happy. Tonight Backstage In Biscuit Land opened at the Barbican’s Pit Theatre. The Barbican Centre has been part of my life since I was tiny. In fact I was born at Bart’s Hospital, which is pretty much in it’s it shadow.…

Once a week when I was at primary school our class used do the short walk through 1980s Clerkenwell to the Barbican Centre Children’s Library. Every time we got to the familiar brutalist brick paths, which have a painted yellow line leading all the way to library, we’d make jokes about following the yellow brick road.…

Tonight we welcomed our last Edinburgh audience into Biscuit Land. It was an amazing show – in the first few minutes Teddy Ruxpin got run over on my command by Euan of brilliant Euan’s Guide fame, I bit the magpie that sits on the back of my chair during the show, and Chopin’s monologue, which I’ve heard many times before, moved me all over again.…

This time next week Leftwing Idiot and I will be jumping on a train and heading up to Edinburgh for the Fringe Festival. All being well, Jess Mabel Jones (AKA Chopin) and our producer, Jolie, will meet us at the station.…

It’s just after 11pm, I’m sitting in bed, and the lamp-post I can see from my window is glowing warmly. I’m chatting to it periodically as I do most nights. Tonight, though, the conversation has particular significance:

“Lamp-post, were your ears burning as brightly as your bulb?”…

Will and I spent this weekend in Cardiff with the wonderful Captain Hotknives at Unity Festival. It’s an inclusive and accessible arts festival, organised by Hijinx Theatre, that showcases a wide variety of work made by disabled and non-disabled artists from across the world.…

The rain was drumming gently on the tent as I slowly surfaced this morning and carefully stretched my stiff and tired body. None of us was in a rush to get up and by the time we were all awake it was dry again outside and slowly but surely the clouds had started to clear.…

The tent was incredibly hot when I woke up and although it was early I could feel the heat of the sun through the synthetic fabric. I opened the flaps to let in a much-needed breeze and the daylight flooded in too.…

Today started earlier than I’d have liked. It was 4:00am when I woke up having a ‘ticcing fit’. I was face down, in a sleeping bag, unable to move or make much noise. All I could manage was a weird little bark and I was fairly sure this wouldn’t be enough to wake Lottie, but fortunately after a few minutes she came to my rescue.…

For the last few days I’ve been ready, both mentally and physically, with all my packing done, to leave London and plunge into the busy, beautiful and often muddy world of Glastonbury.

This morning Fran, Will, Lottie and I packed the car with two tents, two wheelchairs and more glitter than four people could ever need, and headed for Somerset.…