Good news everyone- yer gurl is getting feelings again. I am no longer an emotionless robot. It is terrifying.
Today is a sad day. A day of distraught. Of tears. Of loss. A day filled with misery, ending with crippling loneliness and despair. For today is the day that I am not allowed to watch EastEnders. And I am heartbroken.
Yes, the Fringe is well and truly over for another year. This was my fourth year performing at it, and the second time Fonmanu Creative produced a show. It’s also the first year I’ve made a profit, yaaaaaas!! I’m the ultimate baller now £££$$£££$$£££$££$ Ker-CHING. But asides from that, how was it? Weird.
WE’RE ALMOST AT THE END OF WEEK ONE! I’m not gonna lie, I’m exhausted and on the tail end of a massive anxiety attack which was brought on by being a big ole drunky drunk. A big ole fun drunky drunk, but a drunky drunk nonetheless. Anway, how did it go?!
It’s been two weeks since the debut of “Don’t Talk To Me About Love”. How did it go? Phenomenal. Honestly, absolutely smashed it, and I’m hella proud. Hannah Rachel Cruickshank and Amelia Bayler both absolutely killed it, so it was mega great work all round.
I have a new show “Don’t Talk To Me About Love”. It’s hella good and funny. But what’s it all about? Well, to give you all a bit more information, here’s an interview I did talking about the show, with everyone’s favourite interviewer: me.
WHAT’S THAT? I’VE GOT A NEW SHOW? Correct! A one woman show. One woman?! Are you crazy?! Gurl, yes.