Ah - late summer! Cardigan weather. You can taste the sense of change in the air... the riots are over and things are unlikely to get as heated again, apart from the odd freaky day in September or October, and if you're lucky, the bank holiday ( Read more... )

This weekend I've been absolutely privileged to have had the company of some brilliant folk - Joe Bunn, Bard of Northampton who did a sterling job hosting the Bardic Picnic benefit bash on Friday (and was extremely funny), the very affable Chris Fordham, aka The Silent Committee, and lovely ladies called Alex: Alex Rex and Alex Ultradish who kept ( Read more... )

An extremely busy week in which I have managed to do four lovely things to be gathered in this post ( Read more... )

Said Professor Brian Cox,
We are all made from the same explosive beginning;
those 92 elements and no more
forged into dust spreading out
to form the stars born and dying
elemental spectrum whirling
nebula, cosmos, dinosaur, stone.
It’s wonderful. Amazing.
I can’t but help agree.
Plus, it’s nice to think there’s possibly
some Brian Cox in me.

I've just looked up travel arrangements for my gig tonight in Richmond and find the law of sod in evidence... words no travelling comic ever wants to see... engineering works ( Read more... )

I've been thinking lately about the nature of happiness... imagine a year from now, N says. X will have happened, Y will have happened - won't that make you happy? And I always say yes. We are normally talking about things in our creative lives: writing and performing. But it's not just the production of 'stuff' that drives me, it's a bit of ( Read more... )

My progress in most things this past couple of weeks has been hampered by viruses. Horrid, stubborn lurgies. I fought these off to do the last poetry slam in Solihull, where I kept my track record of success at its consistently negative level by bombing out in round one - again! Never mind, my team did win the quiz that night, which is one for ( Read more... )

The Tongue in Chic Midlands Poetry Competition at the Newhampton Arts Centre last night was brilliant - the most fun I've had in aaages. I partly wished my poetry-hating other half was there to share in its brilliance, but hey, maybe these things go better when everyone there is into the actual content ( Read more... )

I thought I'd pen a new poem, seeing as I've got some poetry gigs coming up ( Read more... )

I'm currently sitting at home in jim-jams, having been working all evening on something which is kind of not to do with Sekrit Project and may take me away from it, but a fab opportunity, so well worth the application of effort. A punnet of strawberries has been achieving room temperature for hours now, so will be a very late pudding, but I don't ( Read more... )