Went to see some old pals do a gig last night, in a little London venue known as…Wembley Stadium. (Ha! It’s not little! It’s huge! It seats about 12,000 people! That is a killer opening.)

Yet again, I’m feeling guilty for taking time out to write this blog. I suspect that’s the way things are going to be til the Edinburgh Fringe comes around. It’s that time of the year again: the time when you can’t meet other performers without being asked/ asking if they’re going up to the Festival. [...]

I’m dossing. Right now, writing this, I’m actually taking a break. I have the sore eyes and hunched shoulders of someone on a deadline. Tomorrow, I show someone all my songs. Not bits of them: the whole songs. I couldn’t be more terrified.

Way back last year, I wrote some  fiction installments called Organic Humans(billed as Chick Lit – or Fiction involving a chicken). Many of you said you liked them. Thanks for that, you’re great. I’ve assembled the 4 existing parts here in one place, in case you hadn’t read them and might like to catch up. [...]

I’ve been away for a week. It wasn’t a holiday, although there were some lovely moments and catch-ups with people I haven’t seen – or heard – in ages. There was good news and shite news and here it is: Saturday April 24: Good Day. Last day in London for a week. We got a [...]