Helen John met my baby

You may not know the name Helen John unless you are – or have ever been – a peace activist.  Helen was one of the women at Greenham Common peace camp, and one day when we were on a demo with Leicester CND she spotted Holly, a baby, and came to say hello.  So there you have it.  Greenham is being remembered as I write, on radio 4:


In other news, Mark has invented a Marmite slug.  It leaves a trail of nutritious spread which people can scoop up and eat, and it lives on cabbages and kings.  Sorry, not kings – they got in there by mistake.  Cabbages and flowers.  And it has predators but I can’t remember what they are.  He’s got it all worked out, you know.

I arrest you in the name of the – er, community…

An example of how budget cuts will almost inevitably lead to chaos and more spending in order to put the chaos right: in South Yorkshire every criminal will now be out and about since there are to be NO police on the beat at all, only community support officers.  Bloody ridiculous.  There seems to be a general retreat of professionals to somewhere out of sight – rather like the generals in the first world war, they are about a hundred miles behind the front line.  If you go to the doctor’s you never see a doctor, only a nurse practitioner; if you go to school you may be taught by a classroom assistant  – and now this.  Maybe I should do the same thing and delegate Home Education to a ‘Parent Practitioner’.  Not to mention delegating my writing to a Laptop Support Assistant.  Then I could do whatever it is these people do once they’ve been replaced by someone much cheaper.


On a lighter note, had a great time last night at drama reunion: Jason lives in a wonderful shared house which I’ve been past many times but never been in – one of those Leicester Victorian houses with great character: tiled floors, lots of wood, big rooms and lots of nooks and crannies.  We watched ‘Abigail’s Party’ and drank Mateus Rose with cheese and pineapple on sticks.  Great fun.  This was followed by a quite respectable am-dram production of ‘Cabaret’.  Good stuff.  We wish Jason good luck in Brighton.

OK that’s it.  Today I shall be trying to wrestle my radio play into submission.

Kirk out

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