Pushing out the shit

Pushing out the shit

Yeah I know, my titles are getting worse. But when you think about it, they’re also getting “a bit meta”, as I believe the kids say. Today has consisted of waking up, falling back asleep again, going to the gym, panic-writing what I thought was an...
Being a growed up

Being a growed up

Today’s life lesson: If a bowl looks cracked and you think it’s a good idea to gently pull it apart to see how close to snapping it is – DON’T. I seriously thought I was going to end up in A&E at one point, as my middle finger didn’t...
Nope. Still can’t think of a title for this one.

Nope. Still can’t think of a title for this one.

My girlfriend just put Mrs Browns Boys on, so I had to get out of the living room and do something. I know, I know… I could have written some material for my set, or tidied up the BrightonActors.co.uk website, or edited some of the hundred million unedited...
Who am I, again?

Who am I, again?

I’ll be honest with you. I have no idea what this blog is going to be about. I just had an urge to write, and as the cat has, for once, curled up in her bed instead of on my lap (I give it five minutes until she hears the typing and tries to stop me), I thought...
Let me tell you about my penis

Let me tell you about my penis

Me again. Yeah, I know I said I’d start blogging more regularly but even I didn’t expect another one before the year ends. Okay, so there’s only an hour left as I start writing this, and by the time it’s finished I might have missed that...
Refocussing for 2018

Refocussing for 2018

Well, 2017 certainly was an eventful year. And on the whole I guess I have to take it as a success. 2017 was the first year that I’ve been fully self-employed and survived. My last attempt ended badly with me going back into part-time work with a shit-tonne of...