Mythvolution Part Two – Snafu!

“Once more unto the breach, dear friends!” This phrase immediately sprang to mind when the second book in the Mythvolution series finally arrived (a bit of advice – order them both at the same time, the wait between books was torture!) I couldn’t wait to dive back in to this crazy world of legend and superstition and I was certainly not disappointed! Here’s a snapshot of what to expect in book two:

“Vincent Russell’s world is turned upside down when he and his animal menagerie learn from an unexpected source that the only way forward, is to believe in the tales of the past! Whilst they try to unravel the mystery of Creation, long forgotten identities are exposed and bonds are forged and broken. Mother Earth’s unimaginable secrets are revealed and what was once thought impossibly magical appears to become as real, as life itself! And all the while, someone and someone are just trying to rule the world!”

This novel definitely puts the “myth” in Mythvolution. Ancient legends are brought to life and are intricately woven together with the stories of our much-loved menagerie to create a series of events that will take you on an exhilarating ride with a thrilling conclusion. Through these stories we learn that we must look to the past in order to secure our future, and maybe even make some sacrifices along the way in the hope of preserving the world that Mother Earth has gifted us with.

It’s a bold move on the author’s part to utilise these ancient and revered stories, but he does it with such delicate craftsmanship and integrates them so well within his own story that you find yourself believing that his creations were always a part of the legend. It’s a very clever mix of old stories and new concepts pulled together with incredible skill – it blew my mind!

Overall I would say the second book is more intense that the first with more of a focus on the mythological, but it still holds many messages that are so relevant to how we live today. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book and, as with the first, there are so many powerful, thought-provoking quotes that showcase the author’s way with words, my favourite being “remember to live your life as if bathed in sunlight, because it will always rain.”

The mystery and intricacy of the Mythvolution series has me well and truly hooked, with its subtle elements of humour and tragedy and the ever-present gleams of hope and faith keeping me on my toes until the very end. I can’t wait to see what the next book has in store for this madcap gang – bring on book three when it’s released!


Mythvolution Part One – Living the Oolaballuh!

*warning – contains mild spoilers*

You can learn a lot about people from their writing. Read any one of my blog posts and you will find that I am always honest, frequently sarcastic and prone to bouts of uncontrollable, slightly biased fan-girling. Every time I publish a new post I will turn my laptop off and hide for a few hours, because the thought of other people reading and analysing my material terrifies me! So when the lovely Vas Constanti, a very talented actor currently performing in Lin-Manuel Miranda’s In the Heights in the West End, mentioned that he had written a book and asked me to read and review it, I was a little bit nervous. What if I didn’t enjoy it? It’s not in my nature to hold back my opinions, whatever they may be!
It turns out I had nothing to worry about. Just like my blogs betray my short temper and tendency to rant, you can tell this book was written by someone with intelligence and sensitivity to the greater issues that are currently surrounding us. I was hooked!

I tore through the novel in less than 24 hours, absorbing the messages behind the text and cursing when I reached the end. This book takes you on a journey that will make you contemplate evolution, spirituality, mythology, religion, morality… and rabbits wearing lipstick.

To give you an idea of the madness you will encounter, I’ve popped the official blurb from Amazon below (where you can also purchase the book in kindle or paperback form for a very reasonable price – I’m not even getting paid to say that!)

“Vincent Russell, a young socially inept geek, thought he was working on a project to help the environment; he thought the reason for his employment was his unique invention. How wrong could he be?

Behind the doors of a country Manor house, a group of micro chipped creatures with unique personalities are monitored whilst being exposed to a mysterious elixir. A chance discovery, however, forces them into a bungled breakout that incredibly, accelerates the group’s evolution. This transformation divides the menagerie in two. One group, of psychotic, yet, show-tune loving twin terrapin leadership and deadly arachnid membership, crave revenge upon mankind. The other, guided by an incredibly intelligent rabbit cursed with peculiar issues, just wants to get along.

As everyone endeavours to survive, they unravel the unlikely mystery behind their very existence in a barmy adventure that carries them far and wide across an endangered world and into realms of improbability!”

Intrigued yet? You should be! Within this book are a plethora of unique characters you can’t help but grow attached to. My personal favourites are a pigeon named Albert whose language chip is on the blink and a monkey named Hannibal who has something rather unusual lurking under his helmet.

My favourite thing about this novel is how thought-provoking it is.  A particularly inspired conversation between a monkey and a jackhuahua (google it) about mortality and the existence of the afterlife really struck a chord with me. They discuss how, when our bodies expire, we leave behind an imprint of ourselves: “this is like your spirit, a memory, a sense of what was once there.” It’s a truly beautiful exchange between two unlikely allies, and definitely resonated with me, as I am a firm believer that the ones we love never truly leave us (thank you JK Rowling for that quote). I definitely wasn’t expecting to shed a tear reading this book, but that did it!

All throughout this book there are little pockets of contemplative writing within the story that open up questions about religion, mythology and even our relationship with the world we inhabit. I was a little afraid at the beginning that I wouldn’t understand it but after the first few chapters I realised it’s not about dissecting or understanding the book but about letting it wash over you and open you up to new thoughts and ideas. Vas manages to instigate these debates without any bias which is no mean feat, especially when it comes to discussing something as subjective as religion.

One more thing I have to mention? My god this book is funny! There are some phrases in there that will make you laugh out loud, my favourite being “I’m as knackered as a wannabe WAG traipsing around nightclubs looking for a mediocre footballer with more spots than brain cells to kiss and tell on!” There are little gems like that all the way through that stop you from getting too caught up in your own thoughts and so many puns that will make you laugh in spite of yourself. (Dolphins being awkward on porpoise? Come on!)

All in all I am so glad that I read this book. It made me laugh, cry, think, hope and fall in love with a motley menagerie that had me asking questions on subjects I rarely consider. I want to say a big thank you to Vas for introducing me to the crazy world of Mythvolution – now get cracking on the next one!


In the Heights – 03/01/2016

In my defence, I never planned to see this show twice in one week. Also, technically, the shows were in different years, so the fact that I saw it twice in five days is cancelled out. Sort of.

In all honesty I had a bit of a nightmare after the first show – something along the lines of leaving my phone in a bar, running back to get it, missing my last train home in the process, and having to spend £70 on a taxi home before crawling in to bed at 3am, all before a 9am shift at work the next morning. It was NOT a great end to my night, and I didn’t want it to ruin the last time I saw the show. So I booked another ticket.

I first saw this show back in May 2014 (read my completely unbiased blog here) when it had a run at the Southwark Playhouse. I knew I wanted to see it again at some point, and the fact that Nathan Amzi would be reprising his role as “Piragua Guy” for two weeks only was an added incentive to get back to the Barrio.

The set was very different to the set-up at the Playhouse – In the Heights is currently sharing the King’s Cross Theatre with a production of The Railway Children (insert shameless plug of my blog of that show here) and so the stage is set out like a platform, with a thin strip of stage in the middle (the tracks) and tiered seating stretched out along either side of it (the platform). It was interesting to see how the set had been adapted for this unusual stage; structures stood like bookends at either end of the stage, and all of the action happened in the middle, with entrances and exits made through the functioning doors of the buildings.

I absolutely raved about Sam Mackay in my last Heights blog, so please forgive me for being a bit repetitive. This man is a magician. I have never seen anyone rap so confidently, so consistently and made it look so damn easy! I was struggling to even keep up with line after rapid line, but Sam never faltered.

There were a few changes to the cast since the last time I saw the show – Jade Ewen and Lily Frazer took on the roles of Nina and Vanessa, with Philippa Stefani stepping in as Daniela to cover a VERY pregnant Victoria Hamilton-Barritt. Each girl was an absolute powerhouse in their own way, with Philippa Stefani proving herself to be a very talented and hilarious character actress, really building the role of Daniela and making her a sassy, feisty Latina with a wicked tongue and a cheeky glint in her eye.

Of course I have to mention Nathan Amzi who was, as always, an absolute joy to watch. As versatile as ever, he danced around the stage with a huge, infectious smile on his face, never dropping a beat and producing some pretty impressive riffs in the process. It’s a shame he can’t stay in the show for longer as the role was practically made for him, but I’m very excited to see him in Aladdin in May!

But I digress – what I really love about this show is it brings to my attention things I never usually notice. The lighting is so powerful and so integral to the show that it takes your breath away – the strategic use of total darkness, with actors holding lights on the stage to illuminate their movements is just breathtaking. My favourite part is during a blackout the darkness is penetrated by “fireworks.” It really looked as though there were fireworks lighting the sky. It was magical, so a HUGE pat on the back to Hugh Hudson the lighting designer.

I also love the costumes in this show – almost everyone wears very form-fitting costumes that seem to weld to their skin, without looking cheap or unflattering. The costumes seem to move with the actors and enunciate their movement, making the choreography look fluid and flawless. Every single dance number was so tightly choreographed, so technically perfect and so full of energy it was very hard to keep still in my seat, so another huge well done to Gabriella Slade, costume designer, and the wonderful Drew McOnie for his stunning choreography.

I studied Spanish for over five years at school, from GCSE right through to A-Level, and what I love the most about this show is how true it is to the Latin culture. From the feisty, rapidly speaking women to the amalgamation of Spanish and English within a sentence, the attention to detail within this show both from the director (Luke Sheppard) and the flawless cast, and the passion with which they perform, are what really make In the Heights one of the best new musicals on the West End.






New Year, new page

After a discussion with my fellow writer and lovely friend Les, I decided to embrace the whole “new year, new page” concept – although I may have taken it a tad too literally!

I’ve decided, after much dithering and worrying, to start a new blog. Theatre was my first love and always will be a huge passion of mine, but travel is also very dear to my heart, and so I’ve started Travel Treatment – a sister blog to Theatre Therapy.

It’s a bit of a leap for me as I’ve grown very used to blogging about the theatre and it’s more than a little bit scary to be so far out of my genre, but I had to give it a go. I’ve been working in travel for the past four months now and it has quite literally changed my life. I am determined to travel the world and to see and experience as much as I can. I figured I might as well write about it while I’m out there.

My first travel blog is about Scotland, with New York and Paris to follow when I have the time to do both places justice. I will be continuing with Theatre Therapy (more consistently than in 2015!) and I am aiming for a post per month, but please don’t hold me to that as I said that last year and managed two posts in total!

Alison x


My 2015 in pictures

Following on from my 2013 in pictures and my 2014 in pictures, I thought I’d update my hideously neglected blog with my 2015 in pictures! Aside from a travel blog I wrote for work (that may make an appearance on a sister site I’m working on) I haven’t written a blog since February, so please forgive me if I’m a little rusty!

January – Not a great start!

I didn’t say all the photos were going to be positive! I started my 2015 with a VERY painful dislocated hip, pulled ligaments and soft tissue damage thanks to a walk around a lake, a rocky footpath and crappy joints. It wasn’t the best start to my year and took about four months of physiotherapy to heal, but it’s feeling strong now!

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February – The Railway Children.

Still on crutches and almost permanently in a bad mood, I decided to stop sulking about my bad hip and get back to the theatre, crutches and all. Picking a theatre at the top of a cobbled hill wasn’t my best idea, but The Railway Children was absolutely magical (read my blog here) and really cheered me up, even if I was in floods of tears by the end of it!

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March – The Den.

Whilst being sofa-bound with my hip I decided to be productive and plan my other half’s 20th birthday surprise. He is a massive fan of Millwall FC so I booked us two tickets for a stadium tour and managed to keep it a surprise until we got to the ground (God only knows how with my big mouth). He grinned like a five year old at Christmas the whole way round, and I actually found it quite interesting too. All in all, a very good day!

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April – Michael Ball!

I’d been wanting to see Michael Ball on stage again ever since I saw him in Hairspray on the West End when I was 15. The tickets for his last concert sold out in minutes, but this time we managed to bag two, so myself and my Mum went to the Bridgewater Hall to see him – and he was incredible!

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May – American Buffalo.

I LOVE John Goodman. Monsters Inc, King Ralph, The Emperor’s New Groove, the guy is a genius. He was absolutely incredible on stage (and Damien Lewis was a pleasant surprise too) and, surprise surprise, I fangirled my way through most of it. Once again I had no luck at the Wyndham’s stage door, but it was still a bloody brilliant night.

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June – Lanzarote.

Finally, a holiday! My bad hip meant I had to leave my job in the kitchen (boo) so I was now working in a VERY posh Farm Shop in Keston (the cheese counter was bigger than my kitchen). It was so good to get away for a week and I even conquered my fear of open water by going into the sea – even if it was only up to my knees!

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July – Start the Adventure.

After my lovely boss at the Farm Shop decided to cut my full time hours in half to give them to his son who was back from Uni for the summer, I decided to find a new job. I was at a bit of a crossroads and wanted more of a career than another cafe/kitchen job, and my Mum suggested I apply for an apprenticeship she had seen with STA Travel. A job where I can plan holidays for a living?! Sign me up!

I went for the job wholeheartedly and was convinced I wasn’t going to get it – I am very bad at interviews and I was so nervous I thought I was going to throw up, but I had to go for it, it was my dream job! I somehow made it through the interview and got a call back the very next day – I’d got the job! I cried. A lot.

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August – work “training.”

Time to start my dream job! I had a day in-store to meet the team before heading up to Birmingham to start my training with 8 other apprentices. We spent 4 nights in a Premier Inn with free breakfast and evening meal, and 8 hours a day looking at maps and routes around the world and learning about all of the amazing countries that STA sends people to on a daily basis. This is work?!

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September – I’m 21!

It’s my birthday! And I chose to spend it how any normal, grown up twenty one year old would – in Disneyland! We spent a whole week in Paris running around Disneyland, mostly in the pissing rain, going on all of the rides and buying way too many souvenirs. It was perfect.

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October – New York, New York!

Oh. My. God. As if I’d not been spoiled enough in September, I was now off to Broadway! It has been my dream for years to see Aladdin on Broadway and I finally achieved that, along with a cheeky viewing of Misery by Stephen King with none other than BRUCE WILLIS in the starring role! All those years of finding the quickest route to the stage door finally paid off, as we were right at the front of the barriers when he came out. It was crazy!

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November – Bonny Scotland.

I love my job. I was literally back from New York for less than 48 hours before I found myself on a plane back to Edinburgh for a three day trip around Scotland with 17 apprentices. It was the craziest, wettest and most hectic three days of my life, but it was incredible. We went to Fort William, Loch Ness, the Isle of Skye, Inverness and more. And the best part? Me and my crappy hip climbed down the side of a cliff to a waterfall!

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December – A family Christmas.

I had the best Christmas this year. It started with a three-day stay at Center Parcs with my Mum, Auntie and Uncle. We cycled (my Uncle can do many, many things but ride a bike in a straight line is not one of them). We swam, we played Scrabble and Cards Against Humanity, we made mince pies, we ate SO MUCH food and, most importantly, we had a really brilliant time.

After Center Parcs my Mum and I had our Christmas dinner on Christmas Eve, opened our presents nice and early on Christmas Day and went to visit my grandparents before I headed home for my shift on Boxing Day. It was a great way to round off the year.

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I hope you’ve all had an amazing 2015 – mine was a slow burner to start off with, but the last six months have been an absolute whirlwind!

I’m hoping to get back into blogging in 2016, both on here and a new travel blog that I’m working on, so watch this space for my very first post about my trip to Scotland very soon!

The Railway Children – 21/02/2015

First of all, please let me apologise for my shocking lack of posts recently. I’ve been somewhat incapacitated thanks to a dislocated hip I picked up over the New Year (I wish I could blame it on the drink but I was as sober as a judge!) This combined with the very strong pain medication I’m on has meant I’ve not been able to attend any shows recently, so this is my first show of 2015!

I wanted to see The Railway Children for two reasons. One; I absolutely adore the film (the 1970s version with Bernard Cribbins and Jenny Agutter) and two, as clichéd as it sounds, I am a railway child myself. I practically grew up on the East Lancashire Railway which runs from Bury to Rawtenstall in the North West – almost every Sunday my Grandad and I would ride the train to Rawtenstall and back, occasionally stopping for a cup of tea and a blueberry muffin at the Co-op on the way home. We also took many trips to the National Railway Museum in York, which is where the engine used in the play was loaned from, and I’ve even travelled on the Worth Valley Railway where The Railway Children was filmed. It’s safe to say I’m a bit of a geek in the steam train department!

My Auntie was my designated minder for the day (I use the word minder as I am still heavily reliant on a crutch to walk around, and people do have a tendency to ignore that fact completely and push me out of the way) and before the show we decided to visit the brand new Theatre Cafe on Shaftesbury Avenue. I won’t give away any details as I’m planning a more in-depth post after a few more visits, but I recommend that you go as soon as you can!

After a cup of tea and a scone (how British) we headed back to Kings Cross and found the theatre just behind the station, at the top of a huge gravelled hill (gravel and crutches don’t mix). We both remarked that it was a bit cold that afternoon, and we were a bit worried about freezing to our seats, as the theatre was essentially a huge tent built around an old siding in a goods yard. Once we’d collected our tickets and a lovely usher helped me down to the platform in a lift to avoid the stairs, we found that our fears were not only unjustified but just plain ridiculous.

Entering the “waiting room” was like stepping straight into E. Nesbit’s beautiful book. The entire area was furnished like a railway waiting room, with old fashioned suitcases dotted around and adverts from the era adorning the walls. As I looked around in awe I couldn’t help but notice I was the oldest “child” by around 15 years (it also slipped my mind that it was the half term so really, I didn’t think this through at all!) Seeing lots of young girls with their Grandads did give me a slight twinge as I lost my beloved Grandad four years ago, but it was also lovely to see them as happy as I used to be on my days at the railway. There was another issue – my Auntie hates kids!

As we took our seats I had a good look around the (toasty warm) auditorium. There were probably two children to every adult, all with flags and whistles from the shop in the waiting room. I must admit I was a bit wary, but every child was very well behaved throughout the show, which had just the right amount of crowd interaction and participation to keep even the youngest children engaged and entertained.

The railway children themselves, Bobbie, Peter and Phyllis, played by Serena Manteghi, Jack Hardwick and Louise Calf respectively, narrated the story as it progressed, as if they were now older and recounting the stories of their youth, with a little help from Jeremy Swift who played the lovely Mr Perks (my favourite character). The “stage” was a wooden platform either side of a railway line, with a very clever floating segment running on the rails so that the cast could be transported up and down the line as the story progressed. Of course everybody was excited to see the steam engine but they didn’t use it gratuitously, which was a relief. Whenever a “train” went past the children stood on the fence and waved, and clever sound effects combined with very convincing clouds of steam made it feel like a train really was running through the theatre. A personal highlight was when the children wave at the Old Gentleman (Moray Treadwell). The actor sat on a chair on the floating platform and literally steamed along, and it really did look like he was on a train. The children in the audience were absolutely enthralled!

I won’t even begin to try and track through the story of The Railway Children (mainly because I love it so much I can quote it verbatim) but the play was very true to the book and the film. It was particularly impressive how they portrayed the landslide that blocks the line – at one end of the stage was a bridge, used by the cast to get from one side of the platform to the other, and to facilitate the entrance and exit of the floating platform. This was then completely blocked by falling debris and panic ensued as Peter realised the 11.09 train had not yet passed through. As the children waved their flags made from red petticoats (one of my favourite moments in the film) a full-sized steam engine came gliding into the auditorium. The gasps from both adults and children were audible as the train stopped just in time and Bobbie fainted dead away on the line (full credit to Serena Manteghi for that – she was very convincing!)

There is only one problem with The Railway Children which unfortunately I did not remember until the interval – the ending makes me cry. Every. Single. Time. And here I was in a sold-out theatre full of children who clearly don’t get emotional at a mysterious figure emerging out of the fog. I was in serious trouble, especially as I knew that the quality of the acting on stage would mean that moment would feel very, very real.

I started the second act determined not to be emotionally involved as I was in the first, but that didn’t last very long thanks to the compelling story told so beautifully by the three children. As the play drew to a close and, even though I knew what would happen when Bobbie decided to go to the station alone, I could still feel the tears welling up. I was just about holding myself together until those three little words. “Daddy! My Daddy!” I was a mess.

It’s not many plays that can hold the attention of hundreds of small children for over two hours but The Railway Children did it with ease, creating pure magic on that stage and bringing to life a story that I have loved my entire life. I left the auditorium with a huge smile and tears still drying on my cheeks, and if that isn’t the mark of something truly special then I don’t know what is.




My 2014 in pictures

I really enjoyed putting together my 2013 in pictures and so I thought I’d post my 2014 in pictures – as always please feel free to leave a comment with your own memories of 2014!

January – Center Parcs

I started my 2014 in a beautiful villa in Sherwood Forest with my lovely Mum. We went swimming, she kicked my arse at Scrabble and fell off her bike in spectacular fashion. I remember feeling very peaceful and content during this trip, and it was a lovely start to the year.


February – My beautiful Grandma.

In February it was time to say goodbye to my wonderful, kind, inappropriate, hilarious, completely unique Grandma Margarette. She fell asleep with her family around her and never woke up, and I am confident that she was comfortable and unafraid. I am so lucky to have known this glorious woman for 19 years of my life and, even though I miss her every single day, I know that she is with me wherever I go. She’s definitely kicking arse up there!


March – Finding my first flat.

March was a bit of a whirlwind for me, but the highlight was definitely finding my beautiful flat! After a (very long) drive to Kent we signed the paperwork and the moving process began.


April – Tenerife.

It’s always nice to relax in the sun for a week!


May – Angela Lansbury live on stage

May was a very stagey month for me, with my Restricted West End project and four Scott Alan concerts in four days, but the highlight has to be seeing my childhood idol Angela Lansbury live on stage in Blithe Spirit. It was an absolute privilege to see such acting royalty in action and it is an experience I will not forget for a very long time to come.


June – Moving day!

After months of stress and preparation it was finally time to make the move to Kent. It was scary and emotional and I did have my moments when I thought I’d made a mistake, but I love my little flat and I’m so glad I had the guts to go through with my ridiculous plan to start again in a new county!


July – Finding a new job.

Step one – find a flat. Step two – find a job! I absolutely hate job interviews but luckily I only had to attend one and was offered the job on the spot! Working in a kitchen is ridiculously stressful and sometimes I wonder what the hell I’m doing with my life, but I have met so many genuinely lovely, kind, caring and bloody hilarious people in the five months I’ve been working there that I couldn’t imagine working anywhere else. A new uniform would be nice though.


August – University confirmation.

It was a bit of a relief to know that my big gamble was worth it!


September – University!

Move to a place I’ve never heard of before? Done. Find a job after two years of being unemployed? Done. Enroll on a university course despite not finishing my A Levels? Done! This was a huge day for me and a mark of how far I’ve come in the two years since leaving college. I felt very proud of myself that day!


October – Reconnecting with old friends.

I had three lovely days at home in October and was lucky enough to spend the majority of it with my high school/college friends. Some had drifted apart but we came back together in the end and it was great to see so many familiar faces all at once. And I had the biggest Sunday roast you’ve ever seen!


November – Old friends, new friends.

Back up to Manchester again, but this time I was taking my other half with me. The poor thing met my Dad, Nanna, Grandad, Step-Mum, five Great Aunts and two best friends all in the space of three days! Oh, and the family tortoise.


December – Christmas Day.

It’s no secret that I hate Christmas, but unfortunately my other half loves it and made it his mission to give me a proper family Christmas. We spent the day at his house with my Mum, his parents, his sisters, his Nan and the two dogs and do you know what? I loved every second.


Once again I have to apologise for my lack of posts recently, but as you can see 2014 has been pretty hectic! My New Year’s Resolution once again is to post at least once a month so watch this space and have a very happy New Year!!

20,000 views (edited)

I am so happy and proud to say that today Theatre Therapy reached 20, 000 views! I still can’t believe it and I want to say a huge HUGE thank you to everybody who has put up with endless blog-related spam, conversations, photographs and more, you have no idea how much I appreciate it. I put my heart and soul into this blog and to see that my posts have been read twenty thousand times just blows my mind.

[Edit: December 2014] I had planned a very exciting collaboration to celebrate this milestone however due to circumstances beyond my control this had to be removed.

Busy busy busy!

For the past month or so I’ve been very aware of the fact that I’ve been neglecting my blog, but there is a good reason – there’s only one of me!

Since my last update, “Times Are A-Changin” my life has changed beyond all recognition (again). I did make it down to Kent and I absolutely adore where I live now, and I have loved putting my own stamp on my very own flat. Unfortunately the job with PGL fell through due to a clause in my lease that states the flat cannot be left unattended for more than 8 consecutive weeks. This was a blessing in disguise, however, as I now have a job in a kitchen that I absolutely love, despite it being VERY stressful at times!

I’ve also officially enrolled as a student at the University of Greenwich, and have been studying in Dartford for just over a month now. My aim is to post a blog at least once a month whilst at University, and October’s post will be my second visit to see “The Perfect Murder.” I’ve been doing a lot of creative writing recently for various assignments and I have thought about posting them on here but a) they’re not theatre related and b) they’re not very good! If you’d like to read some of my original writing please let me know but I will try and stick to theatre posts for the time being.

I want to thank everyone who has continued to support my blog while I’ve been too busy to do so myself, and I will try my absolute best to continue posting as often as possible.

Alison x





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