Yelping

Once upon a time there was a 53-year-old American lady who was living one week in a charming coach house on her friend’s property and one week in her own house on Fendon Road, switching out on the occasion of lockdown divorce, and the unliveableness of being in the same house as someone who had…

Elizabeth Warren

My deal is that I’m a recovering misogynist. When the Harvey Weinstein stuff happened I only felt sorry for him. I felt really sorry for him. I couldn’t believe he was getting in trouble. I realised I had no empathy for the victims, in fact, in my mind I even had trouble considering them victims.…

Recovering Misogynist

This play was born of a blog post on October 15, 2017, the day that many people in the world became familiar with #metoo. It has been through several iterations, kindly sponsored by Cambridge Junction, Pulse Festival, Arts Council England, and Park Theatre. I spent a lot of time making it less about me but…

Happy New Year

This new year is going great so far. I deleted Facebook from my phone. I am sick to death of the whole damned narrative we are trapped in and I have to exit and look for a new one. We are so tribal and scripted now. We feel so constrained and powerless in our actions.…

Assault

Having concluded in my last post that I was, in the words of Lucy Prebbles, less of a feminist and more of a recovering misogynist, I am having some very odd days of #MeToo. For me this is groundbreaking. I think other people might feel that way too. We are all moving forward, we are…