At the time of writing this blog it is five days, four hours, 17 minutes and counting until our first performance of Snow White as part of the Camden Fringe. We...
I want to tell a story about an event in my life which helped direct me towards working in theatre. It was an unlikely piece of career advice, but it had a prof...
Coo Coo Coo-oo-oo
Coo Coo Coo-oo-oo
It’s Christmas time,
A child is born,
So let me sing to him,
A carol for Christmas with love from a dove…
And so, sa...
Do you know your Widow Twankey from your Buttons? Your Puss from your Peter? Well you better brush up on your stock characters and your double entendres, ladi...
I’ll get straight to the point; technologically, I’m more than a little retarded. Personally, I own little by way of gadgets – a laptop, electric toothbrush, ...
I have a confession to make - I’ve developed a habit of walking out of shows before they finish. Am I a bad person?
For many years I was far too English to e...