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
The country’s in the middle of a big chill, thanks to the Beast From The East. This means icy pavements and roads. But these aren’t the only slippy surfaces I’m dealing with at the moment.
My Occupational Therapist’s given … read more
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
When I was little my Gran would often talk about the ‘dawn chorus’, that moment in the early morning when the sun starts to rise and the birds begin to stir and start singing. She left me with the strong … read more
Yesterday I stayed in bed all day. After a week of preparation and two days of Brewing In The Basement at the Barbican Centre, my body demanded a break, and for once I listened. I didn’t have a load of … read more
My Gran loved all sorts of sayings, like, “Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water”, “Let the dog see the rabbit” or “A watched pot never boils.”
But she particularly loved sky-based sayings: “There’s enough blue sky to … read more
When I started writing this blog over seven years ago I wrote a post every day and had no idea that this was quite unusual. But writing every day became an important part of my routine. It didn’t just mean … read more
I woke up a few moments ago and pulled up my bedroom blind. The sun’s shining boldly through a cloudy sky. Just as I was drifting off to sleep last night my phone bleeped with people checking that I was … read more
It’s 6am, early morning light is creeping in under my pale blue blind, and through the gap I get a glimpse of the garden outside.
I know the lamp-post’s out there too, but it went off about an hour ago … read more
Chopin and I are currently on a plane somewhere over Iraq. I just looked over at her and she was slowly stretching out her right hand, making lots of unusual shapes.
I watched absentmindedly for a minute or so before … read more