Dead on seven o’clock, the curtains to the theatre rise. The orchestra’s bows await their cue in pregnant stillness. Marek Parell awaits his own, fixed under a simple spotlight. He’s not moved an inch, yet already grateful applause rolls over the footlights like loving surf. His first solo performance, and all he can think about […]
“Today’s Special Exhibit: A Writer”
I realise, sitting in the library, I am an anomaly. The others come and collect their coffee and leave to complete their “proper work.” They see me sat alone, scribbling, my tea growing cold – forgotten. Writing means I no longer scald my throat by drinking boiling liquids, I am accustomed now to the taste […]
Haringey Unchained 