Yesterday was e-book launch day! I’m excited about The Twenty Seven Club landing on readers’ tablets - and of course nervous about the response! Anyway, to celebrate the day, I pulled together some stuff including an interview with former Senseless Things roadie, Gigsy; a celebration of Hull’s music scene pre City of Culture, and of … Continue reading The Twenty Seven Club – launch day STUFF
Back to the 1990s – and a little literary request….
Evening all! Since my book, The Twenty Seven Club, published last week, I’m really keen to hear what people think about it, who’s interested in reading and, basically, seeing if I can generate some buzz around it! It’s fun - but also a hard slog publishing independently - so every little bit of online support … Continue reading Back to the 1990s – and a little literary request….
Alphabetti – giving theatre back its soul
Oh the halcyon days of theatre. You could argue that it's because I was in my 20s. You could argue that it's sheer nostalgia. You could argue that it was because it's where I met the love of my life. But the theatre I remember so fondly, I said to my husband the other day, … Continue reading Alphabetti – giving theatre back its soul
Adventures in vinyl
The piece I wrote for last weekend's record store day....as seen on Standard Issue: It’s 1996, I have literally 97p to live on ’til Tuesday and I really want to go to Shaft at the Welly Club tonight. What’s a girl to do? Easy. Cram a load of vinyl in a record bag and head … Continue reading Adventures in vinyl
My Hull
I recently read another article debating whether or not Hull deserves its City of Culture status. This one was in the Independent. Its conclusion? Oh yes it does. It's quite popular these days to give Hull the thumbs up. In fact it's more on-trend than hipster beards and big eyebrows . The thing is, it's … Continue reading My Hull
A tribute to the village genius
My latest piece for Standard Issue magazine. A tribute to an old friend. If you lived a quaint village life, you inevitably had to learn to drive. East Yorkshire villages didn’t have the same level of drama as Emmerdale. Well… unless you listened to the gossip from the Bay Horse pub. But that was mainly … Continue reading A tribute to the village genius
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