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Times of Silence and Action

My body was heavy with tiredness when I woke this morning after an intense week in Edinburgh for the Fringe. It was nice to wake up in my own bed though, and to see Joyce, who helped me get … read more

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Reclaim The Process

So Teresa May has announced a general election on 8th June!

Innes, my support worker, announced this on the bus half an hour ago as we were on our way back from a hospital appointment.

The news surprised, confused, excited, … read more

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The Easter Piggy

It’s Easter, typically a time of bunnies and chicks, but here at the castle a different animal is taking centre-stage – pigs!

It all started a couple of days ago over lunch at a local café with Leftwing Idiot and … read more

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In The Presence of SOH

We arrived in Sydney last night after travelling for more than twenty-four hours. But before heading to the hotel there was one thing we needed to do – drop off all our props bags at the Opera House, where we’ll … read more

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“The Bus Smells of Shit Since You Came In”

Warning: I’ve never provided a warning for this blog before, but today’s post contains explicit language and a description of an experience that some people might find distressing.

The bus pulled up. I saw a buggy in the wheelchair spaceread more

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Then There Were Pigs - Again

I screeched ‘Help, help, help’ uncontrollably. Innes, my overnight support worker, rushed through to my room and after assessing the situation for a moment, took out her mobile phone and began filming me!

After three minutes of squealing and flapping … read more

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A Welcome Stage Invasion

We’ve just got back to our hotel in Vancouver. Leftwing Idiot and Innes are watching car shows, and Chopin is packing – we’re all leaving tomorrow.

Tonight we did our last performance of Backstage in Biscuit Land at PuSh Festivalread more

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High Moon

As I climbed into bed tonight an unusual light caught my eye. And extraordinarily, for once it wasn’t the lamp-post.

Visible at the very top of the window, just poking out from behind a scaffold pole outside, was a tiny, … read more

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Drive Off Driver

When King Russell and I went to join Fat Sister to see in the New Year our journey got off to a bad start. We were waiting at the stop near the castle for the right bus, and I was … read more

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A Bumping of Biscuits

A couple of days ago I received a lovely message on Facebook that really made me smile.

A woman named Ali got in touch to tell me that she’d been teaching sign language to her three-year old son Caleb and … read more

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