Archive for February, 2009

The emotional arc of mass redundancies at work has worn grooves in me and my surviving colleagues. So what’s to do? I tried applying mad King Pete Postlethwaite, a magnificent fool and a shirtless Tobias Menzies – who knew King Lear could be such a cheerer-upper?


Strikes, milkmen, getting snowed in, this is what made the 1970s of my childhood an exciting place. Though I could live without the white bread/lemon curd sandwiches.