Driving a shopping trolley
One of my bitterest regrets is that Ms Alzheimer’s managed to worm her nasty way into the car quite so early in...
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...
I must have seen a dozen Don Giovannis since I last saw one traditionally set in the eighteenth century. And they get...
A third presence has arrived in my marriage. Until recently it was him and me. But the man I married in 1969...
Established pub names are worth fighting for. In fact there should be some sort of preservation order on them. We have to...
This miniature production presents Prokofiev’s ballet in an hour long version intended for children of three and over. The story is told...
So you’re good at football? Or blogging? Or acting? Good luck to you but it doesn’t make you a worthwhile children’s novelist....