I often like to pretend I'm in Barcelona when I'm at the Bullring!
Yes, Birmingham's Bullring has eventually enticed me back to my blog...
Or is it being alone in a strange city (that really does mean strange, as rather bleakly, Birmingham has never actually been a stranger in my life...)
Life has been going on, and the blog has suffered...
Laptops have become a Mac in my world (yep, I've joined the family...but I still feel that the Mac 'in-laws' haven't quite welcomed me yet...)
I did a little piece on Synaesthesia for The One Show recently, talked about my paintings and showed them my shed/studio, and you're welcome to have a look if you like...(the cat features heavily...he went to RADA!)
and I'm slightly panicky at the moment, as I'm in a one-woman show in the Brighton Festival and have an Open House...in my house...and I'm scared about learning my lines, and painting, and er...loads of other ridiculous things too, too numerous and domestic to draw attention to..
Anyway, I'm here now...and I reckon this is Cornwall's answer to Barcelona...
oh, yes, sorry...we were in Birmingham weren't we...
The reason I'm in Birmingham at the moment is because I'm filming a couple of episodes of BBC's 'Doctors', where I'm playing some weird mousy, slightly OCD woman in beige outfits, who finds an illegal immigrant in her garden and later becomes all silly when she accidentally inhales cannabis fumes....there, I couldn't make that up, could I?..
Anyway, leaving Birmingham city centre for a moment (or maybe for good...)
I have been to Cornwall recently...
with its skies full of electrical linguine...
...and South American walls...
...to deliver a painting I'd done for a wonderful Penguin paperbacks person
...obviously a trip to Cornwall on the train involves various morbid thoughts when peering out of the window...
...but things brighten up once you're there...
...to the point I can actually begin to believe I'm in some Mexican Spaghetti Western sort of place...
...which I'm evidently not, sitting here in a Birmingham business hotel, infinitely closer to Spaghetti Junction (but I refuse to finish the post with any images of corporate hotel-ness...it would just spoil any romance I may have flimsily created!)
Yes, well...'Hello' again all...I'm attempting a 'come back'...
