September 2011
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Something about families and ancestors and, like,...
Anyone who says they’re not prone to self-reflection from time-to-time is full of shit. We all think about ourselves and where we’re going and where we’ve come from and who we used to be in comparison to who we are now.
I’ve just got back to Leicester after a weekend chilling out up north with my folks. On Saturday night we went to a restaurant near to where they live...
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Things I have learnt about cricket
Until today, my knowledge of cricket had almost completely come from the 18 month period in which I lived with Daz and Andy. We shared a house near Platt Fields and we had Sky Sports. I couldn’t tell you if we had any other channels. They may’ve been there, but I never saw them.
Daz and Andy taught me the following things about cricket:
‘20 20’ is okay if...
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A SHOW ABOUT 9/11 THAT DIDN'T MAKE ME CRY
My parents used to call me ‘the Ice Maiden’ when I was a kid because I was completely unmoved by killer emo telly stuff like Lassie Come Home and Watership Down and that thing about the dead reindeer, Prancer. With hindsight, I was probably just distracted by imagining my life as the owner of a pegasus, or as a mermaid, or if Kylie and Jason were my parents, because nowadays I sob at...
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The Wild Bride and Meg's Kneehigh Bingo
I went to see The Wild Bride last night and it was, as expected, absolutely wonderful. I know I’m supposed to really look deep into a work and (*yawn*) search for its heart and soul and everything, but chuck some glitter about and sing me some blues and you’ll have my knickers off in a flash.
The Wild Bride is classic Kneehigh, with its pretty lights and sleazy onstage music and...
