You’re going to have to bear with me. And put up with me.
There are moments where I’m lost. I still fall into the habit of comparing and despairing, wrestling with stress, feeling like an incompetent artist lacking the technical superiority … Read More
As it’s getting all hygge up in here, the little one remembers some of the adventures he embarked on over summer.
Sprout likes the new home cinema screen.
But the real friends and adventures are out there.
What … Read More
Series finales are always simultaneously happy and sad.
I thought the MEN bombing would be the worst news that day in late May, but then Dad broke the news his brother died suddenly in a freak accident on their holiday in … Read More
With sand in his eyes and boots, Sprout woke up in a strange place.
He rescued starfish by scooping them into rock pools with a chip fork. He knew a man who … Read More
I went to Church twice within a month. Both occasions I was croeso’d by wall-to-wall sunshine in Cardiff.
22nd April: I collected these adorable books signed by Adam Hargreaves, the son of Roger who created the Mr Men/Little Miss series. … Read More
Steven Moffat once warned me of the level of difficulty it takes to get a job working on Doctor Who. I was showing him a WIP of The Future Needs Us spec trailer outside the Royal Welsh College of Music … Read More
I could scream. I’m alive. Oh my god I’m alive! What a miracle to be here!
You have no idea how badly I wanted spill the beans on working in the Doctor Who world. This must be how the cast … Read More
The days are getting longer and closer to Spring. Until now much of February consisted of cold, drizzly, Blade Runner-type weather – the peak of the Shard disappeared into the mist and the air was thick with pollution – … Read More
