We went to the Almeria Western Film Festival last week. The opening parade reminded me of Buxton Carnival.
There were floats and home made costumes – some wonderful, some a bit thrown together – there were enthusiastic children and self conscious teenagers and quite a few adults who fitted very clearly in to the enthusiastic or self-conscious pigeon holes too. Continue reading You should be on the stage…→
I went for a walk early one morning last July. It’s so hot here in July and August that early morning is really the only time I can summon up the energy to do more than potter about. If I walk on the track, I have to walk past the farm next door. He has a couple of dogs who spend most of their lives in a pen – and who bark furiously at passers by. As I made the return journey, I heard the patter of tiny feet. Except they didn’t really sound tiny, and they were pattering rather fast in my direction. Continue reading The stray who came to stay→
Last year I had the great good fortune to be cast in Gregory Doran’s production of “Death of a Salesman” for the RSC. Starring Antony Sher and Harriet Walter the play opened in Stratford upon Avon and then moved to the West End.
I had never really thought of myself as a writer – yet, looking back, I often did write, and most of it had a performance element to it:
I wrote poems and stories as a child, I wrote sketches at University and while a member of Buxton Drama League and I wrote quite a few sketches for workshops and training when I worked in the voluntary sector.
I only started writing for the stage when I realised I’d be likely to make more money at the Fringe if I didn’t have to pay royalties… Continue reading Maggie Dealey→
When we first started looking for properties in Spain it was with the aim of buying somewhere where I could run special interest holiday courses. It was an idea I’d be toying with for some time. I liked the idea of providing good food and wine in a relaxing environment where people could pursue their hobbies with knowledgeable tutors. It’s still something I want to do – and there’s plenty of room here – but there need to be a few improvements before we can cater properly for a crowd. Especially if they’re going to be paying us money. Continue reading The Spanish Project→