I’ll Do Ten for You. November 2015.

Dear Rowley, Glorious tintanabulations, I am being visited by that unicorn of London phenomena, a house call from a doctor. I can’t go back to the Chelsea & Westminster or UCL after the two rejections so have decided I might … Continue reading

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Poppies. November 2015.

Dear Rowley, Having done the walk of shame this morning and changed into a suit, I sashayed towards The Cenotaph to watch my first Remembrance Service in the flesh. I thought I was guaranteed to bawl like a little girl … Continue reading

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Wilde About Oscar. September 2012.

Dear Rowley, To the Hampstead Theatre as guest of Mr and Mrs Hall for the press night of The Judas Kiss: the first revival of a David Hare play produced in the 90s to distinctly tepid reviews. The play concerns … Continue reading

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