Well, hello there, dear reader!
So — why are you here? Genuine question. Did you take a wrong turn somewhere? Lose a bet? Has someone sent you here against your will, forced to read my ramblings as a form of slow, modern torture? Or were you simply bored, and this seemed marginally more interesting than staring at the ceiling?
I don’t know your reasons. Not sure I want to.
What I do know is you’re here, reading words I wrote alone at my desk, probably three cups of tea deep. And honestly? That’s lovely. Genuinely. Stay a while. Have a look around. Leave a comment if the mood takes you — especially if it’s to tell me I’ve got something completely wrong. I find that weirdly charming.
Welcome.
Expect a lot of personal stories — some funny, some useful, some just things I needed to get out of my head. Filmmaking tips and honest talk about the industry. Theatre from the inside, warts and all. Writing advice that may or may not contradict itself depending on the week. And gaming, because apparently I contain multitudes.
Want the full story — how a boy from Grimsby ended up here, and what nearly derailed the whole thing along the way?