Calluses on my
Partial hearing in my
near the door.
Jacks and speakons
snake the floor.
I listen, I hear it… 54 more words
Following on from last week’s round up of reality show contestants who have turned to the stage, this week I decided to flip it on its head and look at some already fully fledged West End starlets who have auditioned for reality talent shows. 762 more words
Last week I was invited to a top secret hideaway to see the rehearsals for Tell Tale Theatre’s new production of Eugène Ionesco’s The Chairs… 208 more words
Ahh, the life of a journalist – it’s all glamorous parties, champagne, interviewing Gary Barlow and getting or giving the latest goss… Or so we all like to imagine. 769 more words
Innuendo and smut have long been the staple of British humour. Think seaside postcards, The Goodies, and Barbara Windsor’s camping trip. As a country that has given the world “Ooh, Matron!” and sweet transvestites galore, Saucy Jack and the Space Vixens continues this grand tradition of finding fun in being very very naughty. 926 more words