Tag Archives: DPChallenge

on your marks

The whistle sounds and the race is on to get to the soap box  first.  The public speaking tent is all set up in the city for one day only.  A  piece of free speech is on the table.  With no holds barred, five minutes is all the audience will stand for.  Rain is blowing […]
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Beautiful Expectations

  A touring production of a new play ‘This May Hurt A Bit’ comes to Oxford with high expectations as it is performed at a time when a few hospitals face closure.   The timeless feeling of ill health is reinforced by the surreal entrances of politicians from the year the NHS was founded stepping […]
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Viral Spiral

Sarah:         Where’s the apology? Fred:           God make it stop. Geoff:          It’s a virus. Andy:          Anyone fancy a banana sandwich? Sarah:         Can’t delete these fast enough. Geoff:          It’s one monumental cock up. Fred:           Time to switch accounts. Sarah:         300 emails and counting. Fred:           Take this extremely seriously. Andy:          OK anyone want salad cream and plain crisp […]
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too regal to reach fifty

Marie:              Costume’s cut. Costumier: It’s being boned.  Put this corset on. Marie:        You want to strangle me now? Costumier:       South London chokes me too.  We’re moving out after the show.  You’ll visit? Marie: Not in this bodice. Costumier: It’s period! Marie: Director’s changed it.  He’s doing ‘Marie Antoinette’ post-modern. Costumier: Quick. Take it off or it’s […]
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Royal Male

The unexamined life is between her covers. She slips into an Egyptian sheet and grows close to herself. An arm peeks out braving the cold of the room to reach for a clean ceramic cup. It’s either coffee black or coffee white with two sugars. The Princess pours it as she sits under the covers […]
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writing off the wall

Running up the Cowgate area of Edinburgh where lanes wind in and out of tall buildings one August I stumble upon the old India Buildings where in every nook and cranny a story is being dramatised.   The building give me inspiration, power and permission to write stage plays. Stone pieces are cut into shapes where fabrics […]
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Stuck on Conchiglie

One of the houses I lived in did not have a name so we got stuck on Conchiglie.   Pasta and Glue In this four bedroomed lost and found there’s people coming ‘round and we’re drinking gin, ‘coz there’s no food in. When I open my mouth wide I can feel my mind slide as […]
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Joyful linger over Versatile Award

It’s so beautiful to be encouraged and cheered on. I feel lucky.   Getting an award is a moment to treasure and linger over and a bit like eating a choc-ice alone. This award resonates for every blogger here as each writer is versatile to stay rooted in social media which moves so fast. The blogs […]
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Dodgy Doges and Fresher Frescoes

    Towers are lowering to the ground in the flood. The availability of rooms we all enjoy amongst the frescoes are slipping away. Art defines who we are, our faces stare like emperors lost in a terrible moment of catastrophe. The strength of Venice is to the hilt. Suddenly her boats are ripped up […]
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No one saw the mirage but me

Three television sets point towards each other from the corners of a triangle, in ‘…a legend, it, it sounds like a legend…’ (2007).  The screens show primary colours whilst the text of viewers’ descriptions of the sounds they heard whilst watching the Northern Lights are flashed on a screen.  This art show feels full of […]
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