Hey – So My Show’s Already Started

Hey. A very sleepy good morning to you, from my bed in Birmingham. I’ma work all day, but I’m not getting out of it, because the weather is horrible outside, and if you’re self employed, and you aren’t taking advantage of the ‘self employed, can work in my pyjamas if I want to’ swag at […]

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Exhibit B

Eurgh. God, guys! I’m actually going to try and write something and be serious and coherent the whole way through, and not just dick about. I hate doing that. But I need to. I’m in Edinburgh at the moment, with two fold intention. The first is to perform my show, Chewing the Fat, and to […]

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Rose Royce on Repeat

  *******This is quite a navel gazy post, bae. You don’t have to read it. I’m just letting you know.********* I’m not sure what this blog is for, maybe to assuage guilt? I am at home (home is Birmingham) and I am procrastinating. I’ve had two weeks off of work, and next week I go […]

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Easingwold Town Of Dreams

Hello, Yeezus’s and Sheezus’s   I hope that you’re well. I am posting http://medicines4all.com this a hospital cafe, but wrote it from beneath a duvet fort last night, awash in a sea of hob knobs and tea (as is the post english student way). I wanted to write to a you a little bit tonight […]

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Materials are Important –

Somewhere  In willow In Oranges In many, many, many bags of £1 synthetic hair In Cello In Charcoal In thick, reddish orange carpet In congealed fat In stagnant water In the smell of burning hair In the heat of tongs and pressing combs In hair dryers In hot air In delicate white cloth In Rum […]

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