There is Nothing Like a Dame

My wife recently finished directing a pantomime for a local theatre group, Trimley Saints Players, called “May the Farce be With You!”.

It was an unusual mix of Jack and the Beanstalk and Star Wars… yes I know, but trust me it worked really well.

The show was a great success and was very funny with a number of outstanding performances.

My 3 little Herberts and my niece and nephew all went to watch the show but it appears to have had a lasting effect on my middle son more than the others. Continue reading “There is Nothing Like a Dame”

Suicide

Last night I caught a documentary on BBC3 about Suicide.

It was a very personal documentary hosted (is that the right word?) by UK rapper Professor Green who lost his own father to Suicide.

Not only was it very eye opening it was also very sensitively handled and in some ways inspiring.

Suicide is the biggest killer of men under 45 in Britain

It got me thinking about my own life. The people I have known and lost and why there is such a lack of understanding and communication on a subject that quite obviously needs more attention.

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It’s Not Easy Seeing Green

What the hell is going on?

I’ve hunted high and low… but can I find one?

No, no I cant!

They are harder to find than Wally (Waldo if you’re from the US) in a red & white striped jumper factory. Thinner on the ground than acting awards for black people (topical humour, I thank you!) and less likely to be seen than the cast of TOWIE on University Challenge!!

Seriously what gives? Continue reading “It’s Not Easy Seeing Green”

I Remember When This Was All Just Fields!

I was reminded the other day that I am now in the unenviable position of working with people who are less than half my age.

This is a sobering thought as until recently I had been under the impression I was still young and sprightly, despite the repeated abuse from my children about how old I am.

So having been forced to face the truth; that I am in fact the wrong side of 40 and not getting any younger, I thought I would compile my guide to the things that helped me realise… yes I am old. Continue reading “I Remember When This Was All Just Fields!”

Play That Funky Music White Boy

It was recently our middle son’s 10th Birthday and following on from the Piano theme of my last post, we decided to also get him a musical instrument as we did his brother.

He already had a kids guitar, which, to be frank, was shocking, and he said he would like a proper one and he is learning the basics at school so my wife contacted a friend of hers and we bought an electric guitar from him along with an amp. Continue reading “Play That Funky Music White Boy”