Monday, September 14, 2009

It's all a bit fucky really...

So. Today my daughters have both been a bit sweary. Ruby (2 and a half) has coined a new swear word that I think can hold it's own with the big boys. I innocently got a her pink coat down from the peg and offered it to her before we set off for playgroup. She refused saying "no I don't like that one, it's fucky"... there would normally have been a battle of wills but me and Dan were too busy finding the newly coined expletive cripplingly funny. Of course we tricked her into saying it a couple more times before I finally said... "Do you mean yucky?" I got a different coat down and we went to playgroup.

Swearing incident number two came as we were shifting a sofa into Maya's room. I stumbled a little bit and was about to swear but stopped myself. Maya instantly piped up "Mummy was going to say fucking hell"... When she was 3, any incidences of bad language were just a bunch of syllables so if she overheard me saying fucking hell under my breath (usually at Jesmond mums driving round in tanks) she would say what she thought she heard - (fugging heck). Now she's in year one and spends breaks in the big playground with some of the older kids, I'm sure the odd swear word will float around so she might be more familiar with them... It's not that I swear that much... honest.

Monday, September 7, 2009


Well. I'm feeling very nervous about the readings at Live tomorrow. I know I shouldn't be as I've managed to assemble a fantastic team of directors and actors but it's turned into a bit of a major project (rather than the quiet readings I'd envisaged at the beginning of the summer) and I don't want to fuck it up... I'll still have to go into work the next day and face the rest of the new writing department (even though technically that would just be one other person).

I'm sure it'll be fine. I've put loads of work in, the actors and directors are giving it their all and it's going to go on in front of a (hopefully) friendly audience who are there to support new writing... not look out for excuses to laugh at me. This time tomorrow I'll know if it's going to be a big pile of poo or a resounding success that will lead to a new route into theatre for local writers, actors and directors... here's hoping it's the latter.

I might post an update tomorrow evening but it depends on how drunk I am... either commiserating or celebrating.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Listen Up North

A couple of weeks ago I recorded some of my poetry for Rachel Cochrane's new spoken word website Listen Up North - you can find out more about the recording and her progress as she sets up this fantastic new venture at her blog (which she updates much more frequently than I do here!)