My Week In Pictures 24th – 30th August 2015

WHAT a week. The last week in glorious, glorious blighty before I fly away to Canada. Happy? YES. Sad? *sigh* yes. I will miss so many people as well as the countryside and British food! SO with that in mind, I have tried to see as many friends as possible this week as well see (and eat) as much as I could before I go. WOOSH.


SO after our GLORIOUS time at Murakami on Sunday, Kate and I had an equally fabulous Monday as we utilised a £50 voucher she had for the Urban Leisure Group. One of the restaurants owned by ULG is Ask for Janice which is located in Farringdon and is filled with all kinds of yum and joy.


As you can see, we very much got stuck into things! Above are crab cakes, a three 1/3 pint flight of craft beers, baked eggs with merguez sausage, red pepper and sour cream plus a juicy cheeseburger with a brioche bun and a big ‘ol pickle!


Later I had to say goodbye to Kate for the last time, which made me very sad. Luckily I was meeting up with my friend Dominic for a margarita and to see McQueen at the Theatre Royal Haymarket. You can read my review of the show here.




On Tuesday, Will and I performed at the Hertford Folk Club, held at the lovely White Horse pub in the town centre. There was ale and folk aplenty. One of our songs went a bit wrong as we had only learnt it that day, however a fun evening was still had!




AND back to London. Again. It was my friend and ex-colleague, Amelia’s, last day at work on Wednesday and I was invited to the leaving lunch, which was very nice! We went to Beagle in Hoxton and it was most delicious. I had the above whole plaice (HI !) and a glorious summer cocktail, even though the weather outside was FOUL.


Later I met up with my friend Cher-Ann for a couple of drinks before getting the train back to the shire.




I was very absorbed in packing towards the tail end of last week, so there isn’t much to report for Thursday as presumably you don’t want a picture of my clothes in a pile! I did get to hang out with this hun rather a lot though – above is a picture of him totally wiped out because we had been playing ball in the garden for a while. Life is hard for Mr Bracken, as you can tell!



To the seaside! Mum and Andrew decided it would be nice if we took Bracken for an early evening walk in Felixtowe and they were right – it was very nice indeed. I was glad to see the English coast for a last time in who knows how long and the walk itself was refreshing and filled with blackberry bushes. Yum.


Later we went to a nice pub called The Ship Inn in Great Yarmouth for some good English fish n chips. YAS!




My run of English stuff continued as I had an afternoon Pimms followed by afternoon tea! Oh to be a full-time lady of leisure!

I met the newlyweds for a cheeky drink and they filled me in on what they have been up to since their fabulous wedding last week. We then headed to Nancy’s, a newish tea room in Newmarket that is very cutesy and kitsch. I had a tasty chocolate tea accompanied by scones with cream and jam. Hurrah!




Ach and ouch, my heart hurts! On Sunday my mum hosted a leaving party for Will and I. It took place in her lovely garden under some marquees. Almost all my friends and a good portion of my family were able to attend along with some of Will’s family. A few of us sang some songs, all of us ate and all of us were merry! A perfect day by all means.


So. That is IT. My month of goodbyes is almost over and somehow it doesn’t feel like it can be real. How can I not see some of the loves of my life for a year…or maybe more? Yes, I will be living in an amazing city with one very very big love of my life, but waaaa. I wish I could take all of these people with me. How can I do it, why am I going when my life here has been so fantastic? I’ll tell you – it’s now or never. My friends and family are growing up and we need to explore the world a bit before we find a place to settle down in it.

This is hard. But, with my lovely Will in tow, I am so hopeful that our life in Toronto will be every bit as marvelous as it has been here. If we find friends half as glorious as ours are back home then we will be lucky. I now have one FULL day in the UK left…I guess check back on Sunday (when I’ll be writing from Canada!) to see how I spent it!

Love to all!

McQueen Review London Theatre Royal Haymarket

Mcqueen the play

Lee Alexander McQueen was a man who expressed drama through his work in fashion; indeed one of his collections was aptly named “McQueen’s Theatre of Cruelty.” Therefore when James Phillips took the somewhat daring task of transforming McQueen’s life into a piece of live drama, I was expecting something a bit darker and more grotesque.

Don’t get me wrong, the show dabbles in the grotesque, but is a traditional end on style of theatre the best way to represent what was happening in one of Britain’s most creative, yet incredibly tortured, minds? I do not think so. Yes, we had a few mannequin like bodies contorting here and there wearing a plethora of greyscale, but is this the best that director John Caird could muster? Perhaps it was, given Phillip’s somewhat text heavy book.


I kind of like the concept; McQueen is pacing his house wrapped up in an internal battle between creativity and giving into the lure of his brown belt (that he eventually used to hang himself) when a strange ghost like figure leads him on an adventure of self-discovery. The problem is that the writing isn’t strong enough to hold its suicidal, “we’re so f*cked up,” mantra. Instead of truly delving into the crux of depression, it produces the grating character of Dahlia who you kind of wish would just cheer up, without any real care as to why she of all people is so tortured. Similarly the texts portrayal of McQueen’s long-time friend and discoverer, Isabell Blow, is laughable and caricatured. Also – can we please ban white pleather and white satin from all theatre thus forth? It is the opposite of “high fashion” and looks rather cheap.

Redeeming feature? One BIG one. Steven Wight. Now HE is find. Contrasting from many of his previous roles, Wight’s McQueen is bold and both scared and fearless. Phew. Wight works his physicality and vocal cadence to truly capture the essence of the late fashion designer but how did he manage to get THAT look in his eye? Absolute wow.

McQueen Review

In some ways I very much enjoyed McQueen but mainly because Wight somehow managed to make me believe in him. However I strongly feel that this was not the right play to run with. I found the book clunky and the traditional presentation an insult to McQueen’s boundless creativity. A few projections, some colour co-ordination, occasional funky lighting, moments of fleeting borrowed rock music and a second of slow-mo.

Someone come back to me with an immersive production with Wight in tow, filled with harpies, grotesque angels of death, omens, sea monsters and an actual catwalk to parade on. THEN we’ll be talking. After all; what would McQueen do?


McQueen is current running at the Theatre Royal Haymarket until the 7th November. Tickets can be found here.

Murakami London

Life, you are a beauty.  How can it be that when you think you know an area so well, you overlook a true gem?

This is exactly how I felt when I sat down to dinner at Murakami on St Martin’s Lane. I must have walked past at least 20 times since the restaurant opened last summer, but I have never really noticed the gloriousness that turned out to be Murakami – a newish Japanese restaurant serving HIGH quality and HIGH taste small dishes.


Needless to say my co-dining companion, Kate, and I kicked things off with a bottle of prosecco, which the huns at Murakami lovingly served with a cheeky little raspberry in their fabulous glasses. Excellent start. Everyday I’m bubblin’…


The menu is filled to the brim with all kinds of gloriousness – sushi, fresh fish, dumplings, Asian tapas and Japanese grilled goods. HI HI HI. SO, browsing the menu, we obviously wanted to try EVERYTHING. Failing that though, we tried as much variety as we could. GET READY for some serious food envy.


Edamame peas are my favourite. Will and I ordered them on our first date at a different restaurant and, sad as it sounds, they always make me happy! So salty, warm and lovely and very hard to get wrong. So far so good!


Kate and I asked for things to arrive as they came out of the kitchen, so kind of ended up with a banquet situation. FINE BY US! One of the cold dishes to arrive first was this ABSOLUTELY EFFING BEAUTIFUL (so beautiful I may print this picture and put it in a heart shaped frame) tuna tartare. It sat on such a lovely bed of avocado and was so delicious that I wanted to actually cry.

Murakami London

Oh hello seabass nigiri! No this was lovely, but I was still swooning over the tuna. Beautiful and fresh though, I must say. It does however cost £3 a piece.


SMOKED DUCK. Yes – it is as delicious as it sounds! Above are smoked duck murakami rolls with cucumber, sweet chilli and spring onion. Lovely. Also plentiful with 8 pieces!


SO THESE YELLOWTAIL CARPACCIO WERE FRIGGIN AWESOME. They were served with chilli ponzu, garlic “chips” and chives. YES this is an expensive dish at £11 for 6 little slices, but I have to say that they were a genuine taste sensation. These are a MUST for fresh fish lovers (who have a few bob to indulge their indulgence.) OH YUM.


MORE endlessly wonderful fresh fish – this time served hot. Above is a grilled scallop dish (I LOVE me a scallop) served with “sweet Thai basil.” As I said, I LOVE scallops – this dish was nice but for me the sweet Thai sauce somewhat overpowered the delicacy of the fish which was a tiny bit of a shame.


The soft shell crab tempura (above) was somewhat novel. Eating crab with shell on sounds like a bad idea, but it was fine and tasty. The saltiness of the crab was nicely offset by the creaminess of the batter which, mixed with a dash of salad and a dip of tartare sauce, was quite the treat.


OKAY NOW WE ARE REALLY TALKING. Pork Gyoza dumplings. Hot, delicious, cooked to perfection and a nice texture variant considering our spread. The only downside? There was an odd number of them so Kate and I had to wage a bloody battle that may well span the generations to obtain the last one.


What was my favourite dish of the evening? LOOK ABOVE YA. Would I sell my as of yet non-existent first born for more of these ribs? Probably. Or at least I’ll name them after them. Japanese BBQ Baby Back Ribs. SWEET. Literally. There was a beautiful sweetness to these impossibly succulent, melt in mouth, bites from the ribcage of heaven!

What could you possibly do to top these? Were we too full for pudding. HA – yes, but there was NUTELLA CHEESECAKE on the menu…

I’ma just let this picture do the talking, m’kay?


Obviously we needed some kind of helpful digestive tea, and this pot of zingy peppermint did the trick. Look how lovely the crockery is too!

If it wasn’t evident from the food presentation and the fabulous slate/glass/crockery selection – this place is super stylish. There is even a whole wall made of moss. MOSS. Seriously.


My only real feedback on the restaurant is perhaps a tiny price adjustment. Our meal would have come to around £130 which, although we had a fair amount, is quite a bit to slap down…for me anyway. Some things – TOTALLY WORTH IT like £8.50 for the ribs, £5.90 for the pork dumplings and £5 for the cheesecake. Although a few bits and bobs break the £10 barrier, which for small plates is a lot. THAT said, it is all totally delicious and how often does one usually consume yellowtail.

The place looks GREAT, the service was wonderful and the food was INCREDIBLE. If you are after a special place for a lovely and non traditional dinner then this is eat. Good GOD order the ribs!

A definite 5/5 for me!

Wondering what Kate thought? One look at her happy little face will tell ya’!

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers Regents Park Open Air Theatre



As they say, if at first you don’t succeed, try try and try again. Not only does this mantra apply to Milly’s efforts to marry off her brother in laws in Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, but also to my attempts at besting the weather to enjoy this outdoor show.

I adore the Regents Park Open Air Theatre. Adore adore. It is both beautiful and adds a level of intimacy and immediacy that indoor theatre doesn’t quite muster. It is adorned with fairy lights, picnics are totally encouraged and the whole stage is surrounded by trees!


That stage…So before I get to the part where I tell you how much I loved Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, and believe me I did love it, I need to talk to you about how incredible the stage and set design can be at this venue. I have been to many shows here that have brought to life many worlds before my eyes, so when I was invited to tour the stage with a group of lovely theatre bloggers, I was in AWE!


Peter McKintosh is a Open Air regular and it is easy to see why; his set design for Seven Brides captured both the essence of the space and the vibe of the show itself. It was incredible to walk among his work, especially to see the peep hole into the musicians world – a cleverly designed cubby hole peaking through the trees.

We were allowed to explore the set before the show, which made seeing it in action during the performance even more interesting. If you thought that outdoor theatre would be more basic than that of an indoor space, you would be wrong. This baby moves!


After much anticipation (two rain offs) the show itself did not let down. Rachel Kavanaugh and Alistair David have created a vibrant yet strangely quaint piece of theatre that raises the metaphorical roof of the Open Air. (Yes, an actual roof would also be quite nice for rainy days, but this would somewhat ruin the magic of being exposed to the elements and the smell of fresh air.)


Laura Pitt-Pulford and Alex Gaumond definitely had the chemistry to pull off playing the overworked and fed up Milly and the rouge like chauvinist, Adam. Together they led the show with energy and zeal which was similarly mirrored in the rest of the cast.

Seven Brides has something of a Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs vibe and it is a joy to watch Milly try to tame Adam’s brothers; wonderfully portrayed by James Leece, Sam O’Rouke, Ed White, Leon Cooke, Bob Harms and Adam Rhys-Charles. These guys performed a theatrically delightful transformation from hungry apes to handsome (if I do say so!) gentlemen.

The show is brought to life by Alistair David’s colourful and expertly performed choreography which had the audience stomping and clapping as if they were part of a glorious hoedown.

Yes, the build up was tense, but I had SUCH fun seeing this show. I curse the unfortunate run of bad weather in the past few weeks, but would still urge everyone and anyone to get to the Regents Park Open Air Theatre. If you can’t catch this show (finishing August 29th) then do book to see Lord of the Flies, which won’t be quite as jolly but will be every bit as tantalising.



Yes this is me on the set pretending I am some kind of bar wench. I regret nothing.

My Week In Pictures 3rd – 9th August 2015

So this week has been my first week as a slightly homeless person and I have slept in tents, single beds (as part of a pair) and on floors – but I have to say it has been most fun!

From the Lake District to the Yorkshire Dales and back into London, it has most certainly been an adventure!


I was camping in Wasdale with Will, his parents and his dogs! Wasdale is in the upper Lake District and houses England’s highest mountain, Scarfell Pike. In the above picture we’re by lake Was about to climb the pike! Up and away!


We decided to climb Scarfell before Scarfell Pike; Scarfell is slightly smaller. We headed up the Lords Rake route (above) where you essentially have a vertical scramble! After that we climbed down then up the Pike. Two mountains, one day – I deserved pie and mash after!

Below is a steak and ale pie, although it actually turned out to be steak and kidney,  which I am a bet less into but ah well!



Trains! Mini trains! On Tuesday we took a trip to the Ravenglass mini steam railway. The trains run 7 miles from Ravenglass to Boot and it was all the cute! Will even asked one of the train drivers if I could sit in the cab! 26 going on 6….

My pie urge wasn’t quelled with the previous night’s pie, so as I was op North I thought I’d invest in a second. I am glad I did as this was THE MOST delicious chicken and bacon beauty. Who ate all the pies? Literally me.


The Yorkshire Dales is my favourite place in the world. Fact. On Wednesday we drove from the Lakes to the Dales, which takes longer than you may think. Will and I celebrated life with a Dales brewed pint of Theakstons Old Peculiar. Babe.


Another day, another mountain! This particularly rainy day we climbed the highest of the Yorkshire 3 Peaks; Whernside. Although I did eat all the pies, the above photo is a result of ferocious coat puffing wind and awkward hood placement. Don’t judge me!
Post climb we headed to Britain’s highest pub! Oh eer!

Back to London! On Friday I had my first Groundling experience at Shakespeare’s Globe! How is it only £5 to stand and watch a great show?!

We saw Richard II, which admittedly isn’t ‘ol Shakespeare’s best, but it was still a real treat.
Later on my groundling co-companion, Amelia, and I headed to new and fabulous vegetarian restaurant, Mildred’s. Before our meal we had a cheeky gin cooler to wet our whistles. Perf.



On Friday night I stayed at my friend Kate’s and on Saturday morning we celebrated life with a smoked salmon and cream cheese bagel. Ahoy life, we’ve got salmon – so try it!

I was meeting Michaela on Saturday Afternoon before going to see our friend Katie’s show. Before that though, I had some time to kill so generally browsed about and oggled Macarons in Whole Foods. I bought a champagne one and a pistachio one – they were beautiful.
Before heading to the show I basked in the sun with (a very pissed) Michaela on Clapham Common.
So my friend Katie’s show, Spitfire Grill, was SO good! A) you need to see it and B) you need to go quick as it finishes on Saturday! Go and enjoy the music and Katie’s all encompassing sass.


Today has been quiet as I had to do some freelancing. Although who can be sad about work when they can do it in the sun and watch a dog get their face IN an ice cream tub whilst doing so. I feel ya, Topsy.

Next week is more nomad-like homelessness, so god knows where it shall take me!

My Week In Pictures 27th July – 2nd August 2015

*Written LAST week (27th July – 2nd August) but uploaded no as my blog was broken for a few days!

Help me I am so tired! I am literally lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling and wondering why I never managed to hustle Bernard out of this magical watch! I need sleep and have no hours for it! I am off to the Lake District in a few hours (hence no Sunday picture) for a week of internet less joy. Luckily Will is doing the 5.5 hour drive up there as a honey isn’t up for operating any machinery right now.



The first of the exit lunches! I’m sure there will be many more to come over the next month before we leave for
Toronto. On Monday we went to Lyle’s in Shoreditch and it was lovely, if a little pricey for the amount of food you got. You can read all about it here.



On Tuesday I recorded my final radio for Shoreditch radio (to be aired this coming Thursday at 1pm) and I felt most sad to leave! Luckily my sadness was tinged with joy as Delroy had brought me a
4 pack of Red Stripe as a farewell. Wahoo!


Will and I headed out for dinner at a Kilburn restaurant called Small and Beautiful. There you can get a pizza and a glass of wine for £7.95 – not too shabby.



On Wednesday evening I hosted a blogger pub quiz at the Mulberry Bush pub in Waterloo. Here I got to say goodbye to some of my lovely blogger friends and also got to be the quiz MASTER which I very much enjoyed.




It was weird, Thursday felt like my last day, even though it wasn’t.
My boss and one of my colleagues were not going to be in the office on Friday so flowers, cake and prosecco plus a general feathering of my desk happened on Thursday.


I never thought I’d be sad to never see my employer again, but I do feel a little down about it!


Thursday night I went to see West End magic show, Impossible at the Noel Coward Theatre. It was Press Night so there was plenty of free wine and joy. I may or may not have stayed out til 2am and had a guilty late night macdonalds. Whoops!




Despite having very minimal sleep, I dragged myself to work for one very last time because I am a soldier. We had a great day in the office and all went for a fantastic lunch at Bills which my former colleague, Dom, also attended because he is a boo.


It all descended into chaos a bit later and in the blink of an eye I was gone 🙂

We headed out for a few post work drinks too which was nice!



Waaaa – moving day.
I have been an official Londoner for 8 years and now I am moving out. Will and I have lived in our little house for 1 year and 2 months and we have had the best time .



I am off to the Lake District very shortly so won’t be able to do a proper Sunday post due to lack of Internet. Next week, however, you can enjoy lots of pretty lake pictures 🙂IMG_1569


I think I drank every day last week, perhaps in an attempt to drink up the last bit of my life in the city. Either way I didn’t get enough sleep and wasn’t too kind to my body – something I hope to rectify a bit whilst I’m up North on a much needed break. (In retrospect – this last bit is highly amusing!)

Lyle’s London

Lyle’s has been open in Shoreditch’s tea building for over a year. Time FLIES – it’s been on the to do list for a while as a “new” restaurant to try!

So off I trotted on a work lunch, immediately grabbing myself a craft beer on arrival
(lonnnnggg day) whilst surveying the white tile decor. My immediate instinct is that Lyle’s had kind of a scandi- inspired minimalist vibe which is pretty much the done thing  in this area of the city. Butttt my focus, as always, was both on my refreshingly sour beer and  the food so I had a good old gawp at my menu.

Now it is worth mentioning that Lyle’s menu is both simple and regularly changing. Today’s may not be the same as the next. They also revel in naming dishes that will tug at your inner squeamishness, such as “blood cake,” (black pudding) and “pollacks head,” (exactly as it sounds!)

The traditional format of starters and main courses is not exactly adhered to and all options are tossed together on one sheet – our waiter says this is because it is designed to encourage ordering more with the intention of sharing/tasting/”experiencing.”

Cool – so share we did. We initially ordered the salad & Berkswell, girolles, buford brown and sweet cicely and the courgette, goats curd and lemon thyme, passing them around among ourselves (along with their truly delicious fresh bread and glorious butter.) sharing is caring – but sharing here is a touch awkward – especially when it comes to egg yolk. I can’t fault it’s incredible flavour though or help but note they way it perfectly blended with the brown bread. Yum.

The Berkswell salad was good but the amount of cheese on the dish was not designed for sharing, a honey is going to need that all to herself.

Each salad was beautifully presented with edible flowers a plenty, but the tastiest and easiest to portion up to hungry diners was the courgette. I love a julienned courgette at the very best of times and here it was divine with the goats cheese mousse.


I decided I had had enough of the sharing game and ordered the plaice, samphire and whey, which the price bracket suggested was a main, all to myself. I’m glad as whilst dishes such as the Hebridean lamb and summer vegetables (above) looked incredible, I couldn’t imagine parting with half of it.

My fish was cooked to perfection and tasted a real treat with the creamy whey dressing. The dish isn’t heavy at all either so is perfect as a lunch option.


I would have loved to stay for desert (even sharing) but we had already been sat for an hour and a half, apparently meaning we absolutely had to head back to the office!

With a number of shared starters, a main and a few slices of truly delicious bread, I did feel full enough but I would say that the portions don’t necessarily suit their price bracket.

Lyle’s is undoubtedly delicious but my meal alone would have been around £35 ,  which for lunch in what seems to be another trendy Shoreditch restaurant is a bit steep for what was on offer.

Yes, this was a lovely place to try and it certainly looked the part. However considering the price bracket, I know a few places in the area that are a more rewarding investment – even if it comes at the cost of losing the flowery garnish.


2x beer = £10

Starter = £6.50

Main = £15.70

+ tip at 12% = £36.84

Visit Lyle’s website for further information

My Week In Pictures 6th – 12th July 2015

My week seem to always include theatre trips, schmoozig with friends, a few cocktails and some serious food love. Some weeks theatre and performing wins out, this week seems to have been all about the food…so, yeah, prepare yourself for that!



Monday Monday; what to do to cheer myself up at the begining of the working week? Nails! Yes! So I went to the salon, opted for a sassy red and everything was right again.  Take that world! (By “that,” I mean my shiny scarlet fingers.



Assemble the theatre squad! Yep, on Tuesday, myself and my theatre loving bros (Kate, Ed, Rebecca and Katie who is taking the pic) met up for a cheeky pre theatre wine at Beagle in Hoxton before heading to the Arcola Theatre to see a new musical, The House of Mirrors and Hearts.


The show itself was pretty good but needs a bit of work if it is to champion new British musical theatre. You can read my House of Mirrors and Hearts review here. Interestingly I got some unpleasant backlash for this review, which is amusing as I was actually largely praising the show. The commenter suggested I may have had too much cheese and wine before seeing the show, haha! Was I spotted?! Do we have a theatrical gossip girl on our hands?!


Eat First Salad

And then came the food. All of it.  It was beautiful.  This week has been hot so salads have by and large been in order. If you read my post on Wednesday about my new bff’s EAT FIRST, you will know I heart them. Why? ‘Cause they feed me beautiful, healthy and delicious treats like the butternut squash and goats cheese salad above.  This will not be the last you hear of these babes this week….



The less said about the effing tube strike the better….. I worked up a hunger trying to get home on the supposedly functional Overground so whipped up this tasty and healthy treat. This is a Mexican inspired chicken dish with spicy brown rice with vegetables and a side of refried beans. I seasoned my chicken with jerk, smoked paprika, garlic and fresh green chilli then dolloped some sour cream on it. YES. And it was under 500 cals #justsayin.



STOP TAKING PICTURES OF YOUR FOOD ALREADY.  Oh, wait, no. #sorrynotsorry, I heart it.

SO I recommended Eat First to my mate Rebecca (great name) who you saw in the Tuesday wine-ing picture above. She ordered using my recommendation code and got £5 off and subsequently I also got £5 off for the referral.  THIS MEANT THAT I GOT THIS ORGASM WORTHY CHICKEN WRAP ABOVE FOR £1.50. Scccchomebody schhhtop me.


Later I went for some drinks with some work mates at 333 Mother in Shoreditch, where they have this AWESOME flashing PEACOCK light! (Anyone who saw me at Halloween last year will know I bloody love a peacock!)

I ended up being a bit pissed and following the crowd for a much needed Vietnamese meal where I was encouraged to try eel. EEL!


This is the aforementioned eel, served with some peanuts, veg and a nice thai-style sauce. It was pretty good but I felt a bit like I could taste river. I also tried frogs legs that evening (waaaay to tipsy to photograph!) and they were nice if you didn’t think what you were eating!


Saturday was jam-friggin-packed! It was literally all going on!


I met up with Sammi at the Corinthia Hotel for a couple of celebratory glasses of champagne (we have just set up AND it is her birthday next week!)

The Mentalist London

After catching up over the bubbles, we headed to the Wyndham’s Theatre to see Stephen Merchant and Steffan Rhodri in The Mentalists (review to come.)  We even managed to squeeze in an interval vino, because, YOLO!


After the show I hot footed it to Colliers Wood in South London to present Pen and Rose’s Summer Fling fundraiser for their upcoming show, The River Spirit. The evening was lovely as a) the acts performing were amazing and b) I got to catch up with some mega huns! Yippie!

Above is Charlie and Emma performing as Patchwork Skies. I heart them.



Floor Picnic ahoy! As Will and I are slowly beginning to move stuff out of our flat ahead of our Canada move, we now don’t have a table. That never stopped us though, so we chucked one of my scarves down and picnic-ed like Gods.

Emma came over to join our feast and also to write a whimsical song about the London Overground with me. Watch this space!

SO that was all this week…I hope next week has just as much if not more to offer! I hope you all had an awesome week too!



My Week In Pictures 29th June – 5th July 2015

All the fun and merriment has been had this week and once again there hasn’t been a dull moment! In fact, some could say by the state of me now that I have had too much fun…..nah!



Sunshine eases the soul on a Monday! Although I didn’t want to be at work (a place of no aircon) I did very much enjoying visiting the beautiful Geffrye Museum gardens, where I sat and read a book on my lunch break. Ah!


On Monday Evening took my lovely Will to the theatre to see War Horse at the New London Theatre. The show is so beautifully staged and I just knew Will would love it, which he did. After popping for a cheeky pint first and soaking up some evening sun, we sat and absorbed ourselves in the action – it was great.



Sure, I really ought to go to the gym – the butter won’t shake itself out. However when it is as sunny as it has been this week, I feel less inclined. So, once again, I visited the Geffrye, this time to have an EatFirst picnic with Amelia.

I heart EatFirst and what you see above you here is a particularly lovely aubergine dish with polenta chips. Yum.


On Tuesday evening I made jerk chicken for me and Will, it was a Caribbean feast!



Did someone say zombies? Agaaah! So, zombies are terrifying, sure, but immersive theatre is fun! Following a pint in the sticky summer heat of Wednesday Night, My friends and I placed ourselves in a building teaming with the infected and fought for our lives to escape them!  The show is called Generation Z and it is rather well done.



I went to see The Phantom of the Opera on Thursday Night. I have seen it twice before but it needs a new review before I leave my company of Canada. I love Phantom, it is such an excellent show and, after 29 years on the West End, it still looks GREAT!



Oh haiiii hen party in Nottingham! One of my besties is getting married next month so we all headed up to Notts for a weekend of drinking, dancing and flashing penis memorabilia. Ideal.


Friday started off relatively classy with dinner and drinks (yuuuummmm to you king prawn flat bread!) but, as we were in Vodka Revolution,  we had waaaaay too many misc shots that tasted like apple pie, salted caramel or grass. It was like going wild on Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans but with a lot more shopping and a much sorer head the next day. Hurrah!




Saturday was ALL the fun, I don’t know how we squeezed it all in! We started proceedings by white water rafting which was just totally hilarious in a water in the face kind of way. We also got to wet suit up, which made me feel like I was a sassy assassin from the Bad Blood video. 


After that we headed for a spruce at the hotel followed by obligatory Buff Naked Butler action. Hello sir!


We THEN went on a party boat cruise along the Trent, which was BEAUTIFUL come sunset. We were a bit naughty on the boat, but what can you expect after Enforced shots!

After that we headed to a club in Nottingham city centre – luckily my phone died by thus point so there is no pictatorial evidence of the chaos.



FEED ME! The best thing about staying in a hotel is buffet breakfast, and that is exactly what I attacked this morning. All of the yes!

I then had to get a bus from Nottingham back to London…zzzz. I am home now and pondering what to make for tea. A rare moment of down time! Is it acceptable to go to sleep at 6pm?


Moving to Canada

Moving to Canada

I guess now feels like a pretty appropriate time to share some news with you…
Those that I have spoken to in the past month will already know this as I have been trying to tell as many people as possible in person. However, now with the date of my departure coming up in a very real way on the horizon, I thought I would inform everyone else.

So. Yeah. This is my last month as a Londoner. Will and I are moving to Canada!

The flights are booked, we have both handed in our notice at work and we move out of our flat in Kilburn on the 1st August. Ah!

After a month of prep and family visits/ general work-free frolics, we will be flying to Toronto and calling it our home from the 2nd September.

For some of you that have not hung out with me so recently, this may come as a bit of a shock. After all I LOVE London, have been proud to call it my home for the past 8 years and have, perhaps against all odds, managed to establish myself firmly within the theatre industry here. Those who I have been lucky enough to see more recently, or even just who just know me well, will know that my sense of adventure and whimsy has always been pretty strong. It is possible that we live more than once, but in case we don’t, I’d like to have a go at making it somewhere new and experience life on a different continent.

My time in what many people call the greatest city in the world has been just that: the greatest. Whilst remaining the best of friends with all my beautiful friends from my hometown of Cambridge, I have managed to meet some of the most fantastic and curious individuals on the planet. I have seen theatre, music and art that has blown my mind, eaten some of the best food I have ever tasted and drunk cocktails in sky scapers like the smug c*nt this city can turn you into. So thanks to all involved in that!

Unfortunately though, London has become a tax. I must offset the many opportunities it provides me with with ridiculous and increasing rent prices, laughable food and drink costs, delayed and pricey train travel and the knowledge I’ll never be able to own so much as a brick here. I have felt that my London chapter has been drawing to a close for a while. Yes it is a cool and fabulous city, but it isn’t the only one out there.

Looking for something new, Will and I (with the help of a fabulous lady named Harriet!) managed to secure a two year Canadian work visa, with the thriving arts industry in Toronto attracting us to our new home. There are 24 large scale theatre venues in the city plus countless Fringe venues. I think that is a manageable amount to get my chops around!

So, now the cat is out of the bag which I am now beginning to pack. I hope many of you can come and visit us because I will really, REALLY miss you.

Oh! Nice of you to join us finally! #hellogoodbye CN tower! It’s been hiding in cloud for days. #CNTower #Toronto

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The CN tower, the second tallest building in the world and located in Toronto. I took this picture when I visited the city last year. I look forward to it being my new friendly neighbour!