Have received a full-blown critique of Off Their Trolleys, which is a play about supermarkets. Sort of. And how have to set about putting it right. Have been doing much thinking about what I can… 

There is a wonderful middle-east style tension at work today. I guess every office has a patronising, loud, obnoxious imbecile with all the intelligence of a half-bitten peanut. No, it’s not me. Anyway, said person… 

Our neighbour, Liz, appears to have walked off the set of League of Gentlemen. I am expecting Steve Pemberton to wipe off the make-up and clamber out of her one day, during an inane conversation… 

I scored 50 out of 75 in the BBC’s Test The Nation general knowledge fandango. That puts me in the ‘brilliant’ bracket. Apparently, I am a Great Briton. I am ashamed. But not as ashamed… 

Saw the Luc Delahaye exhibition in Bradford. Not much to say, really, other than his massive panoramic images were just gobsmacking and it all made me sad about the war in Iraq until I got… 

I fear that I turned into Michael Douglas in Falling Down tonight while stuck in traffic. But my psycho state of mind eased somewhat when I went past the two car crash that had caused… 

Feelings of bewilderment immediately after the piece of theatre I saw last night. Why that, why not my stuff? If that’s the end product after months of toil, if that’s as funny as your comedy… 

Yesterday’s excitement about the Humber Mouth has now turned to apprehension. Am off to discuss my play over at Hull Truck in about an hour. Time to bite nails down to the knuckle. I can… 

Great news, blog fans (including Holly – hello!). I have been awarded a Special Commission to put on my as-yet unwritten one-man (and possibly a couple of performers) theatre critic show for this year’s Humber… 

There’s nothing quite like writing a great paragraph in the early hours and then your computer crashing before that all important ctrl-s could be pressed. Just hit 21 pages with the script when the above…