Stories on W(h)alls: Erika Fuchs Haus, Museum für Comic und Sprachkunst, Schwarzenbach.
“This is a fictional country isn’t it?” “No, it’s real – we just don’t know where it is yet.” My …
“This is a fictional country isn’t it?” “No, it’s real – we just don’t know where it is yet.” My …
I met Tony back in 1993 when he came up to Liverpool from London to reignite his acting and directing …
“Look what I’ve got!” Eamon triumphantly pulled out a glass sugar dispenser from the inside of his voluminous flak jacket. “It’s from …
I’ve often wondered whether EU funded adult education projects are not just about their alleged subject matter – but much …
“It’s like you’ve got to get to know each other at 60mph!” Monica wryly observed as we all piled into …
“Take the fucking money! Why don’t you take the fucking money?” The Chairman of the Liverpool Everyman Theatre had me …
So, we’re under starters orders; and we’re off. The rumours are starting to circulate already at work. If we opt …
I only heard about Carl’s death on court third hand, after an uneventful tennis match in Warrington and after the …
There’s nothing worse than sloppy post modernism in the restaurant trade. In the good old modernist days, the days before …
It’s said that Barrow Upon Furness is built the wrong way round; the front of things are at the back …