My Home Town (Croydon aka #Cronx)

It’s character assassination, that’s what it is, Which you package up as a shiny new gift. When you ignore the history of my home, The market, the view, all the life that I’ve known. Facing fire, riots, the blitz, been butt of the joke. We just grew stronger; the community awoke. And I’m not some…

#GISH2018

Love @GISH. If you don’t know what it is, you really should. It’s one of the loveliest things ever conceived by humanity or participated in by humans. It’s an international scavenger hunt, where teams compete to fulfil as many bonkers and brilliant challenges as possible. Like persuading NASA to change the name of a satellite…

#Unrefined29

I often find golden nuggets of interest in Refinery29, my go-to for life research and generating a gist of what it means to be female in the 21st Century. I have also had a bit of a brain wipe in the last few months. Due to the brilliant day job and crappy health, the creative…

#Unrefined29 | Backslide

She woke up in a flat she had never been to before, with a vague idea that something had gone very wrong. A quick check of her immediate self revealed she was fully dressed and had both kidneys still in place. They were making themselves felt – groaning under the orthodoxy that too much of…

Everything that’s “wrong” with me…

I eat toast in bed. Crumbs. I plan to outlaw Brussel sprouts and spitting on the pavement. I may possibly be slightly intolerant… *cough* I believe that wearing jogging bottoms outside of exercise or the house is a sign of evil. I don’t give a shit about yogurt or kombucha. Whatever kombucha is. But I…

March Resolutions

So, yes this is late. Because I am late. Perpetually it feels these days. And tired, is anyone else always tired? Partially physical, and until I get my insides chopped up and actually get to eat properly, I have to accept that is not going to change. But just brain tired – tired of media…

#28PlaysLater: Day 26 – “Bed Clothes”

Today’s Challenge: Basically, after a hellaload of process, write something inspired by an object. Amica enters in stripy blue and white pyjamas. AMICA Hello! Or should that be ‘happy National Sleep Aware Day’? I’m Amica. Who is aware of sleeping? Anyone? Audience put up their hands. AMICA Job done. Now. Put your hand up if…

#28PlaysLater: Day 25 – “Feeling Flushed”

Today’s Challenge: Write something you’ve started and had kicking around for a while, but never finished before. Dave is on stage in a spotlight. He wears a yellow hazmat suit with the mask / hood down.   Dave: Not a lot of people think about this, but under so many cities around the world there…

#28PlaysLater: Day 24 – “Voices”

Seth It was just a moment, a face in a crowd. I was on the London underground I knew it wasn’t New York ‘cos I hadn’t been mugged yet And it wasn’t Paris Cos I hadn’t been mugged yet. It was too dirty to be Singapore And not clean enough for Japan. It was London…

#28PlaysLater : Day 23 – “Equinox” (not to brief)

The Cast Betty Susanna The Play A park bench on top of Primrose Hill. The night of the autumnal equinox. Susanna is lying on the bench, head tipped up to the stars. Pause. Betty enters. She stands and watches Susanna for a moment. She the walks to the head of the bench and looks down…