My Stage is the World

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practise to deceive

When I Grow Up…

When I grow up
I will be smart enough to answer all
the questions that you need to know
the answers to before you’re grown up.

When I was little, all I wanted to do was grow up. I had BIG plans. I wasn’t interested in travelling or inventing anything, I just wanted a nice house in the countryside, a husband and two children. Well, I wanted to be a QC as well – I read Law at university with ambitions to be a top barrister (a la Mark Darcy) and become one of the country’s youngest QCs.

But, then when I was 19 and in my second year of university, everything changed. I became ill. Now, I had been ill at school but not in the same way. When you’re 14 and you stop eating nobody notices and ‘it’s just a phase’ but when you faint in a lecture and during an important exam, suddenly it’s a big deal and your boyfriend calls your mother.

Suddenly growing up was the least of my worries – I did not want to grow up. Growing up meant I would have to get a job and fend for myself. I couldn’t do that, I was useless. I had a boyfriend who loved me, but drank too much and was abusive, friends I never saw and a family I didn’t really get on with. So I stopped eating. Well, actually my friend and I competed to see who could lose the most weight by the end of the semester. I won and stayed in university. She dropped out.

I sorted myself out, changed to a history and Spanish degree, spent a year in Spain, graduated with a 1st in History and ditched the abusive boyfriend.

Things started to improve…

Yet now the end of 2014 is approaching and I feel like growing up is the least of my worries.

I’ve not got a full-time job and I’m single.

So I could:

a) Be really miserable (a la Bridget Jones) and gorge myself on Ben and Jerry’s

b) Increase my freelance work and enhance my portfolio while I job hunt

c) Stop serial dating, sit back and relax

So I choose b and c. Which, I think, makes me a grown-up. Mostly.

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Women on the Verge of a Heated Discussion

LPWNow I would never have called myself a feminist, nor would I say I have any real interest in politics. Yet I was forced (well, not literally) to reconsider these two points of view after going to a talk at the ICA.

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Great Big Stuff! Dirty Rotten Scoundrels at The Savoy Theatre

What makes a good musical? Well let’s see. It needs humour, romance, cracking songs and a strong cast.

Dirty Rotten Scoundrels has it all – and not in a conventional way.

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Sparkles, Sequins & Stagies – The Inaugural Wilma Awards

What happens when a bunch of actors get togetherĀ for an afternoon of general merriment and of course some super shiny awards?

Well, it’s a fabulous occasion of course!

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The day the Wi-Fi broke (and the coffee ran out)

IMG_0300.PNGHow many followers do you have on Twitter? What about Facebook friends? How many of these people would you stop and have a conversation with in the street?

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Remember, remember the 7th of November

So a few weeks ago, I sat down with the lovely West End Wilma, a glass of wine and some other reviewers for one of the hardest tasks of the year.

What did we have to do?
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The Water is Wide… I Can’t Cross Over

An even earlier start this morning, as I needed to wash my hair, but the lack of hot water meant I had to do it over the bath using soap and cold water. After my swim yesterday the soap actually made my hair feel dirtier. I also had a large scratch on my nose from the branch that whacked me in the face!

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Carnival of the Animals

For once, getting up at 6am was not a problem, although trying to wash with nothing more than a bucket of cold water was interesting! As we left our room there were – quite literally – baboons everywhere! Little babies were clinging onto their mother’s stomach and we got our first sight of the park – green, vast and so beautiful.
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An Affair to Remember

After such a long day we all slept well and were up fairly early. I was on coffee duty, but the milk was (surprisingly after so many power cuts) not drinkable, so black coffee and hobnobs (betraying the digestives) it was.

Miss P and Miss W were doing the salt water bucket challenge (like I said we had some power cuts, so ice was not possible), so they came back cold and wet. God knows what David and Ayee thought we were doing!

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All Night Long

After showering and sitting about for a few hours, our taxi arrived about 11pm to take us to the VIP bus station – naturally it was as cramped as ever! It was made even scarier by the fact that I was wearing my glasses so couldn’t see as well as normal.

Luckily it wasn’t too far and we arrived at the bus station in good time for the midnight bus. A tiny hole in the wall served as the ticket sales point but as there were only three tickets left for the midnight bus, we had to wait for the next one and couldn’t even buy tickets until the midnight one had left! When it did we managed to jump the sudden queue that appeared and secured five tickets to Kumasi.

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