feedback 3# – what did google ever do for us…?

Some generous souls have taken the time to publish feedback about my acting teaching as google reviews.  Felt their words were worth sharing here, too…

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feedback 2# and goodbye LinkedIn!

Encouraged by my own personal Morpheus, Hans De Zwart, good friend and also Director of Bits of Freedom, deleted my LinkedIn account today.

Boy, that felt good.

It was the last repository of artefacts from my 20-year experiment in the corporate world. Met some good people along the way, some of whom were kind enough to publicly record the following feedback on their experience of working with me…

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Feeling confronted recently by the struggle to believe that the self-doubt that I have in my professional skills is in itself confirmation of having achieved a degree of skill, and after a long hiatus of being not too interested in my online ‘presence’, I decided to do some admin with reviews of my work that people have kindly published and found their generous affirmation heartwarming and encouraging. Renaming the title to Feedback 1# as I think I will also post feedback that I have received elsewhere, too.

Came across some really very heartwarming comments awaiting my approval on

There Is No Them. Only Us.

There is no them. Only us.*

So, mid-rant to my friend about Grenfell, my friend told me his dad works for the contractor that installed the cladding, in a senior management capacity.

My friend’s eyes as he told me belayed what this meant for his dad, what it’s like to be on the receiving end of anger and inferred blame for something so terrible, and what that meant to my friend.

It pulled me up short.

In my anger I had lost sight of my belief in the way forward being in more connection, more dialogue, MORE compassion, love and understanding for ALL and with ALL of our brothers and sisters in this wonderful, diverse and imperfectly perfectly beautiful species muddling its way in the cosmos, moment-by-moment, to which we all belong.

Justice and change must happen. And while it is, my proposition is that we are kind to each other in the meantime. There are no winners.

Addendum: after writing this, before sending, myself and members of our FOODBANK: As It Is family found ourselves after our production meeting in Hyde Park singing Jerusalem(!) with the uber-toff toffs outside possibly the last real little boozer in Knightsbridge. And sing we did, at the top of our voices, hearts full. Together. After an afternoon of, amongst many other things, expressing our views on the horrific impact of financial inequality and those that would continue to exploit and benefit from that inequality. Bollocks to the old-Etonian overtones and connotations to the choice of song that spontaneously broke out. What was much more important, in my experience of the moment, was that human-to-human, life-to-life contact, connection and expression was made, crossing the divides of class and prejudice. A perhaps unconscious yet profound new understanding reached, the consequential ripples of which, one can only imagine.

*There Is No Them. Only Us. Is the strapline of Foodbank: As It Is. – A play that I am involved in as a member of its collective theatre company.

Thursday 6/6

Sending this to everyone in my address book (circa 3000 people- I’ve got to ‘B’ and fingers hurting already):

I am sending this message to everyone I know. We may be close friends, colleagues or family or just have an acquaintance, perhaps currently, perhaps from the distant past. We may not even remember how we know each other.

What ever our relationship, I implore you to look deeply into yourself when considering your choice when you vote on Thursday and to encourage others you know to do the same.

Please find the time to watch this short video of reasonable testimony from reasonable people and, if you feel it is of merit, share it with the people you know too.

Best wishes,

Debut writer pens play telling the real story about food banks

Proud to be a part of this production which is creating an impact. The extent of which none of us could have forseen.



A new play written by food bank worker Tara Osman has opened at the Calder Book Shop Theatre in London.

Food Bank As It Is recounts real life stories about the growing number of people in the UK who are reliant on food banks and explores how benefit sanctions and delays can have a catastrophic effect on individual lives.

“I was moved to start writing this play several months in to my job as a food bank support worker and subsequently manager of a London food bank,” explains Osman.

“I was becoming increasingly aware that many people, including countless children, are going hungry because the welfare benefits system is not fit for purpose.”

“Sanctions, delays in making payments, decisions to stop payments without notification and delays in appeals being heard all mean that people are left for weeks and often months with no income. This can mean no money for…

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