Writers are their own worst enemy. As a Producer, I had no problem believing in my opinions on drama, on television writing, on scripts; why some worked and why some didn't. I felt confident that [...]
My son was born in my 46th year. This, according to the NHS made me as old as the Peat Bog Woman but he turned out healthy and happy in spite of my Neolithic status. So I for one am happy to concede that I can not have it all and am very lucky that I had the career had and still managed to get the opportunity to be a mum before my bits turned back to peat bog.