It was while I was in high school that a production of the play ‘Popcorn’ was on stage in Cape Town. It caused a bit of controversy due to its subject matter being the highly topical influence of violence in media. This was the time when Quentin Tarantino was rocketing to the height of his … Continue reading Look Who’s Back
Theatre
Hannah Gadsby: Festival of Puns
The changing of clocks always leaves me feeling mildly confused, and while automation sorts out the time telling devices around me (because technology can be awesome), the difference in light makes my body feel suspicious which is tiring. Add to that suspicion a 9am scrappy and tense Rugby World Cup semi-final, and the anthem singing … Continue reading Hannah Gadsby: Festival of Puns
Cosmic Comfort
It was the soothing melodies of the Cocteau Twins flowing from the speakers in Shoreditch Town Hall that calmed my nerves last week. Frazzled by travelling in a blustery rain storm and weighed down by grief I felt strangely connected to the night’s event before the speaker had even taken to the stage. The space … Continue reading Cosmic Comfort
The Library is Open
I was trying to remember the last time I trekked out to Wembley for a show, was it Roxette or Eddie Izzard? Clearly it was an age ago since I didn’t remember all the development that’s since occurred around the stadium and arena. Flats, a library and almost ubiquitous Boxpark have all sprung up making … Continue reading The Library is Open
Under the Stars
A friend of mine once told me she loved attending events on a Sunday evening because she feels she’s extending the weekend, making the most of her time. I was inclined to agree since I often find myself spending half of my Sundays contemplating the impending responsibility of Monday and the upcoming week’s potential deadlines, not the best … Continue reading Under the Stars
The Crow of Grief
Leaving the Barbican Centre last Friday I was shaken, a little broken and feeling the need to meditate to regain my centre. I had just seen Enda Walsh’s adaption of Max Porter’s book: “Grief is the Thing with Feathers”. Never before have I seen the tricksy beast that is grief so accurately, uncomfortably and viscerally manifested. … Continue reading The Crow of Grief
Aladdin (Not So)Sane
This is the final stretch! In the ultimate working week of the year one can feel business drawing to a close. There has been an abundance of treats shared around our office this season; we have decorated desks (including fairy lights) and a nonstop run of social events in advance of what seems to be … Continue reading Aladdin (Not So)Sane
Super Nature
The start of December has unleashed the annual onslaught of festive decorations including trees, lights and those familiar yet annoying songs incessantly pumped out of shops and into our subconscious. The constant exposure to merriment is infectious, but the knowledge that the year is drawing to a close and a break is approaching makes finding … Continue reading Super Nature
Evidently…John Cooper Clarke
Anyone who knows me will tell you I’ve become a bit obsessed with poetry lately. Writing, performing, reading and gigging; it seems to be all I can talk about these days. Mentioning my historical love of the written word in a previous post, I have been feeling lucky to have seen spoken word star Neil Hilborn twice in … Continue reading Evidently…John Cooper Clarke
The End of Summer
I thought I was going to drown making my way into the West End on Saturday. Saying the heavens had opened feels a pitiful understatement at the volume of rain that fell out of the sky in just a couple of hours, of course causing traffic chaos and generally soggy bad temperedness among my fellow … Continue reading The End of Summer
Redhead Ramblings 