The Great Room means a lot to comedians. When I say means a lot, what I really mean is that it provides a lot. The Great Room is the biggest and most prestigious corporate dining hall in a London hotel. Its location helps. In the 5 star Grosvenor House Hotel on Park Lane. Daily (sometime twice daily) The…
People who have read the epilogue of my book – how tom holland eclipsed his dad – will be pleased/interested to know that today I have a meeting with a production company along these very lines. Deluded. Me? I was right all along…
Exciting night in the Holland household but ultimately a disappointing one as Got to Dance played out on Sky1 with the gurning Davina giving it large as only she can. Tom had two friends from Billy Elliot competing in this prestigious event. Lewis Cope who was one of the boys in Tom’s summer school to become Billy…
There are many walks that are very far and very welcome. A crisp Sunday morning in a park or a forest springs immediately to mind. Some even walk to the North or South Pole – which is not for me but I admire their stoicism and I get it, sort of. And then there are…
I guess that stand up comedy fits in to the category of things that should not be attempted. This is because it is difficult and most people will fail – and fail painfully. There is no unpainful way to stand on stage to silence when there should be laughter. Stand-up comedy I can do – as proven…
This Saturday morning I was alerted by three answerphone messages that Tom had featured on the BBC’s Today programme in a feature of children being exploited. Understandably concerned and possibly angry I fired up my PC. Lil Poopy anyone? No, me neither. He is a 9 year old American rap star who is making headlines…
Readers of this blog or watchers of my DVD will know that I broke my leg last year. A terrible injury which made 2012 pretty difficult with some reperussions still lingering as this wretched recession continues to envelope us all. A chance then to feel sorry for myself? Not really. The morning of my injury, 12th July,…
I get a lot of emails from people which is always heartening – but I wanted to share this one on my blog – I explain why afterwards… Hello Mr. Holland I don’t know if you remember me but last Wednesday I wrote to you on your blog saying that I couldn’t buy the…
Last night, Tom and I attended the Goya Awards in Madrid – the Spanish Baftas and a brilliant example of the cultural differences within Europe. Both are show piece nights of their respective film years. Both are on TV. Both are staged on a Sunday night – before another busy week ahead. And here the…






