A toast, “to absent friends”

Whilst on the train to work I found myself pondering my own mortality, wondering whether I would live to be an old lady kicking up a fuss in the post office, or whether some freak accident would take my body from this earth before I get to forty five.  A strange thing to think perhaps whilst… Continue reading A toast, “to absent friends”

My week with Marilyn

A star studded cast more than over compensates for this slightly self-indulgent, whimsical short story of one man’s moment or should I say several moments, with one of the most famous women in history. The film revolves around the making of the film ‘The Prince and the Showgirl’. The main storyline however is that of… Continue reading My week with Marilyn

Diary of a journey home

16.40  In Liverpool – realise I’ll never make the 16.48 train to London 17.20  At the local station – ask the guard how to get to Lime Street Station 17.21  Forget what the guard said. Wander through on a wing and a prayer 17.38 Arrive at Lime Street Station 17.40 Feeling virtuous, buy some fruit for the journey… Continue reading Diary of a journey home


The title ‘eh?’ has come about because that’s what I usually say to my colleague John, from Liverpool, who suggested the topic. His thick and fast accent leaves me bewildered at best and as much as I try, my open book facial expressions leave him in no doubt that I haven’t got a clue what he just said, giving me… Continue reading Eh?