Monthly Archives: December 2016

Exhibitions from Sydney to Wakefield 2016

After a solitary first half of 2016, mainly writing in the attic and creating occasional one off shows for festivals, the second half has mainly been attached to Professor Cox. From Glastonbury Monkey Cage via an Australian tour, a musical … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

The Doctors took my offal – abstract expressionism and intrigue

Two skeletons fighting over a pickled herring is just what I needed to regain peace of mind. I had spent too long without shape and form. There had been shapes and forms, but they could not be ordered into a … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

The End of Planet Earth…now Rio

Why did I think I knew what orthogonal meant? To be fair, I had been drinking. David McAlmont asks me if I know what orthogonal means. I say yes. He then says, “what does it mean?” The Oliver Hardy lobe … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , | 18 Comments

A Night of drinking and swearing with Harold Pinter – No Man’s Land

I have spent the evening watching other people drink and abuse each other, and isn’t that what the days before Christmas are all about? The experience of watching theatre live is brilliantly recreated when you go to see a play … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Not Enough Apple Pie for Some… but who wants old pie when you can have something fresh – The Wedding Present

I am writing about The Wedding Present sat alone outside on a dark night with a pint of bitter, this seems the right thing to do. My wife is out and the babysitter isn’t expecting anyone home so early, so … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

“What about me!” – The Dresser

Damn you, Reece Shearsmith, you moistened my eyes again. I enjoy coincidence. There is a little part of me that might delight in being befuddled by patterns of synchronicity, but I presume the startling moments of coincidence are just reminders … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

One of those stream of consciousness posts I write on the way back from gigs

I talked too much tonight. That’s the problem of being a professional talker, sometimes you forget to stop.I don’t do many gigs now. Tonight, I was drunk before I touched a drop. I recorded the final few lines of documentary … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments