Acting is all about honesty, if you can fake that you can fake anything.
I had a dream, not as eloquent as Dr.M.L.Kings, but a dream nevertheless. I dreamt that the Green Water People, Zuni’s, Apache’s and Sioux, Cherokee and Choctaw’s, and many more, assembled on the White House Lawn. Thousands of Native Americans from the North, to the South from the East to the West, from the Great … Read more
My dear bloggers The end of a weeeeeeek, a long long weeeeeek. Culminating in four hours at Drusilla’s zoo. On the radio I’ve talked to doctors, story consultants, an uninformed gay black-man who suggested that the two lesbians that got mugged on the bus brought it on themselves SCUSE ME!!!! I talked to green festival … Read more
June happened in the blinking of an eye. We watched the honey bees slurp the nectar out of all the blue flowers and counted the worm holes in the lawn. I planted up radishes, rocket, spinach and two tomato plants, refugees from Devon. There were birthdays galore; surrogate sons, nephews, granddaughters, godchildren, brothers. They all … Read more
I take great exception at having a new Prime Minister foisted upon me again. I cannot believe that I will be governed by a politician that is taken from the list of rent-a-twat. If I try and recall them it is with a sinking heart. I mean look at who they are, look who is … Read more
May came and went, and I’m not just talking about the month. My brother got married, we had our wedding anniversary and a pile of birthdays to celebrate – seven Taurus’s in a row. Some got cards, some got texts, a good many phone calls were made. We had German friends staying for a week, … Read more
It’s a funny old thing how subtly life changes. Having been a political animal for most of my adult life i’ve arrived at a point where I fear I can’t be bothered. I can’t be bothered to listen Nigel Farage ranting like a loon. His appropriation of rational debate, his ranting, his misogyny, his condescension, … Read more
So, having hit 70 I have no excuses. The gym beckons Gardening beckons. Walking beckons. Crabs, or should I say carbs, sugar and dairy have gone the way of the duckbilled platypus. I’m having new publicity pics taken. I have a new agent. I’ve written all my thank you letters. I’ve had my roots done. … Read more
70, Seventy, Seven Tea, however you cut it 70 looks less like that and more like this. What with everything going on in the world; climate change, dolphins dying, bees buzzing off, what with everything we all have to deal with like early springs and unmitigated summers, hitting 70 seems more like a blessing than … Read more
So all the friends dropped in envelopes filled with money and birthday cards. Even though it’s not my birthday till after we leave the European Union, that’s if we do leave the European Union, whether we ought to leave the European Union is another question, whether we should leave the European union, and all the … Read more
So we drove our American friend to our local train station at 7.55 this morning. The ticket office was open, and the man in it could not have been more helpful. Told her to get out at London Bridge, then take the Heathrow express from Paddington. 18.50 quid and she’ll be back in time for … Read more