They’re all at it…

For those of you who have read this blog from its inception – or have read my book, how tom holland eclipsed his dad – you might forgive me now for taking Tom and my strange family life a little bit for granted. I have long since dealt with the idea of being eclipsed and in the Holland…

Books, jokes, scripts, films and now cards…

A good thing about the internet is just how liberating it is. The internet has circumvented the inevitable ‘NO’ from the publisher, broadcaster, editor, director… As a writer, I can publish anything that I write. A new novel. An article. A non-fiction book. A new DVD. A short film or even a feature. But the problem remains of selling…

I met Mrs Carrie Grant…

On The Wright Stuff this morning – I met Carrie Grant – the well known singing coach, One Show presenter and wife of singer, David Grant. So why have I called this post – I met Mrs Carrie Grant? Because it refers to her more famous namesake – Cary Grant – (albeit different spelling) one of the all time great…

Pedestrian rage…

Not sure whether I am proud of this or not – but on Saturday night I parked my car on Piccadilly and headed north on foot heading for LBC in Leicester Square to do a radio slot. I have never been a fan of conspicuous wealth and I have a aversion to indulged kids who don’t ever need to worry…