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March 22, 2017

I'm in a disabled toilet in a leisure centre in the far North reaches of the city, getting changed for a performance on a Sunday afternoon. The comforting smell of chlorine filters in, that warm heat that only happens in municipal pools. Children's feet patter bare alo...

As often is the way with a new project; things get difficult. I am fully aware that writing a new show that is commissioned by a Repertory Theatre is not difficult in the grand scheme or even the small scheme of day to day living. People just trying to survive. Which i...

Last Tuesday night the 22nd of March into Wednesday 23rd of March morning, I stayed up all night on my own, without alcohol or stimulants, apart from tea. 

 

12.08 am. The night starts, for me, at midnight, 3 hours previously of watching TV and panic rising at the though...

A strange relationship with sleep and the sleepless occurs while mining the internet for information on the subject. And it is subjective, what I choose to ask google, look for,  what sites I visit, how far down the rabbit hole I go. Translating and filtering already s...

This is something I wrote late last year, something that took me by surprise, a need to write, while I was knee deep in another project.  On thursday I went to SICK! festival's on the couch day at contact Manchester, where there was a focus of conversations on Identity...

Stories to Tell in the Middle of the Night is something new, a collection of ideas, a stack of stories, odd, familiar, funny, true and stolen. Stories that I've been writing on & off for years. Stories that will follow the pattern of a sleepless night. A way for those...

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