My earliest memories of performing was in my nan’s front room singing into a reel to reel recorder. At the age of four, this absolutely fascinated me. How could my voice come out of me and then come out of this box of tricks? I would watch the reels go round creaking and shuffling louder …
Sometimes you can’t think too much about what has to be done, you just have to do it. That’s exactly how I am about to approach this blog. Who knew not keeping up with posts would cause so much guilt and stress? I can hear my mums voice now in her soft Irish accent, “Jesus, …
Memorable outfits, we’ve all had them right? You know that ensemble you never quite got right. Well it turns out, looking back and a quick chat with my little sister, I had quite a few. The reason why I am thinking about it now, is because I never had to worry about my body temperature. …
This is a story I wrote when I was twenty three. So funny to look back at it now, to think I thought I knew what a hot flush was…… Doris Sharpe pushed her way on to the train through the early morning commuters. “Excuse me, please” she muttered as she wrenched her arm free …
In more ways than one… In the show Her and the Change in Me, I talk about how my journey started in performing. Without giving any spoilers away, it started around seven years ago. I received a phone call from BBC Eastenders set to supply a beer tap and a keg for the night club. …
This is the second time I have written and performed a one woman show. My first show was called Red Hat No Nickers telling the life story of Dolly Slatemen. It is something I will go back to as I feel I haven’t quite finished it, a bit like when you’ve started a book and never …
