Why write?
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I've never been one of those writers who writes something and then files it away.
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| Even if I only write my name, I ask somebody to read it.
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Here you'll see the proof. For although I know that some of the contributions to this page are poor, I enjoyed writing all of it. And as I keep trying to remind my ego, that's always the main thing.
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Cinders' Happy Daze
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This is the original script of the play I wrote in 2002 (I think).
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| It was adapted and performed over four nights in the Repertory Theatre in Stoke-on-Trent, England, in February 2002 (or was it 2001 or 2003?).
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| In any case, working with the cast and the director was a lot of fun, and I was proud to be part of the show, staged jointly by Stoke-on-Trent Social Services and Combined Healthcare.
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| See the programme below. It's small but I think you can make out my name :)
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Cinders' Happy Daze Programme
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Masterpieces of Okayness
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An article about my grandma, who at 80 was still running 40 miles (about 65 kilometres) a week.
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Some stuff trying to be philosophical about football.
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Brief memoirs of a five pound note.
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Satirical verdict on a song we all know.
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What would men have talked about if pigs hadn't had bladders?
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I've suffered more than my fair share of patronising treatment in recruitment agency offices. Not always, but here's a slice of the right kind of pie in response.
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Where Hope Springs Eternal
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| This is a play script I started and never finished. Yes, it's autobiographical, with a few stretches of truth in places :)
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Front Page Stuff
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The Moorlands Trader |
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