Genes, ghosts and George
Left to right: MLO, George and our younger son on holiday in Spain It’s deeply ironic that My Loved One should be...
Left to right: MLO, George and our younger son on holiday in Spain It’s deeply ironic that My Loved One should be...
This week I put my loved one in charge of ordering three items by phone from a mail order catalogue – something...
This concise, passionate piece comes with echoes of both Chekhov and Ibsen – somewhere between The Seagull and A Doll’s House. Based...
Well, that bitch, Ms Alzheimer’s certainly knows how to scupper sense of time – as in whether today is Tuesday or Sunday...
I’ve always been a positive, outward looking, glass-half-full, don’t-let-the-buggers-win kind of person. And, of course, there are a few pluses. I’m discovering,...
One of my bitterest regrets is that Ms Alzheimer’s managed to worm her nasty way into the car quite so early in...
Well we’ve been to Amsterdam, My Loved One, the terrifying Ms Alzheimer’s and I. I’m drafting this on the train heading home...
The opening performance in OHP’s 2017 – and in its lavishly refurbed premises – is energetic, enjoyable and colourful. Director Martin Lloyd-Evans...