What makes a bad teacher? What makes a good teacher? What makes anyone a teacher at all? I never wanted to be one myself. You know when you wanted to be something when you were a kid? I knew what I didn’t want to be. … Continue reading Pedagody
Knuckle-Drag
Lulu came back from dance class last night without her tap shoes. In fact, I discovered she never took her tap shoes with her in the first place. This was despite me calling out before she left, ‘Take your tap shoes, Lu,’ and her replying, … Continue reading Knuckle-Drag
The Can Do Company
It’s hard to explain how Candoco works. After watching them on Strictly, I think the moment had come where the written word comes up against the image like two colliding tectonic plates. And guess which plate gets sub-ducted under the ocean while the other plate … Continue reading The Can Do Company
Fragile Stuff
London for me is somewhere to yearn. I cannot sit still in this city. Planes overhead constantly come and go. In my old neighbourhood in Isleworth, they hang like fat dogs in the air. You can almost see the people through the plane portholes, getting … Continue reading Fragile Stuff
Sheldon
Delphine and I got on the train yesterday. Destination London. Our first journey to join Delph’s new dance company, Candoco in a workshop event in Alexandra Palace. Then two days before we left, Delph’s key worker Gwawr wrote to us. ‘I bet you know this … Continue reading Sheldon
The King Has Arrived
What’s the worst thing about living in rural Wales? The weather? I like a bit of wildness. No, for me it’s the the work opportunities you take for granted living in a big city… I mean, for some people. Not for everyone. When we first … Continue reading The King Has Arrived
Careful
My grandma Wanda got robbed before lunchtime. She’d gone to the shops at the end of her road. Pulling her shopping trolley slowly back to her suburban Warsaw apartment, two pleasant-looking women approached her. ‘Would you like some help carrying your shopping?’ they asked her. … Continue reading Careful
