Two months, or thereabouts, has past since my last post here. Almost two months, two months that has seen me face some huge personal challenges. Some I shall over come, some shall scar my soul forever.
The biggest scar will be that inflicted on me last week by a seemingly kind soul giving me a comp ticket to go and see the stage adaptation of Cool Hand Luke.
If you want to explore my feelings on that tepid production then read my review of The Hang of the Gaol at Brockley Jack which I was fortunate enough to see an hour after escaping the cold hand of Luke.
Now I know that this has been a short post, mainly because I've got a stinker of a cold, but it was really only designed to get me blogging again... and blog again I shall because I've got opinions World!
I may touch on how the government has "found" money to pay local councils to have weekly bin collections but had to slash that money from the Arts budget as it was "pointless". My thoughts and writing may well segue into how I adore the restorative nature of Nature, and my newly rediscovered joy of meat and two veg. They may. Then again they may well feature the agonies of finding a new singing teacher, balancing my budget, attempting to stay motivated when Life, and builders, throw gargantuan spanners into the works and the joys of helping a casting director find guys capable of playing roles described as "attractive and muscular".
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