Acting is all about honesty, if you can fake that you can fake anything.
My birthday included one meeting. A box of Macaroons, a bottle of champagne, candles, soap and a tiny pink pistachio cake with coffee. A walk down Tottenham Court Road, open mouthed at the newness of the tube and the loss of my youth. Lunch in China town, with dumplings and garlic shoots. Another meet in … Read more
So I pruned the ivy on the studio wall. I pulled the stems, I cut the dead wood, I filled the purple plastic holdall and emptied the contents into the incinerator. It’s a silver dustbin with holes in it. I pruned and pruned and pruned. I tiptoed through the pretty lemon primroses which are everywhere. … Read more