New times

Please note that this blog is now innactive. To go to my current blogs, please follow the links below:

Fiery Rockets
Life on both sides of the curtain...

Show tours, tattoos, backstage stuffs, vlogs, alternative fashion/style, my take on the world and all things performance.

www.fieryrockets.blogspot.com

The 378
Life is a journey, but it seems that everyone is constantly looking for the guidebook. Trouble is, there isn't one; there's just millions of different stories of how others muddle their way through and end up some place happy. The 378 is a story of the life, love and dirty laundry of a girl filled with ambition and fear in equal amounts. This is my take on sex, relationships, (and yes, they are two different things!) ambition, dreams, bad times and equal rights.

www.the378.blogspot.com

The Human ConditionI have a deep love for all things HUMAN. Social and Cultural Anthropology, Ancient History, Forensics, Religion, Spirituality, Psychology, Sociology and their influence on the modern world has fascinated me from a very young age. Having wished many times that I could go back to university and do degrees in all of the above, this blog provides me with an outlet for my beloved nerdyness, and I'd like to bring you along with me.

www.thehumancondition2012.blogspot.com
 

Heart-Shaped Glasses

Love really is what this is all about.

Love a bunch of mates I'll never forget. Each in different corners of the country, and eventually the globe. Love us in hysterics and even love us in tears. 'Cos that's what we're all there for.

Love this industry. And each niggle or annoyance or slightly-something gone wrong is worth the look on children's faces in an Oily Cart show and hearing that someone you've worked with has been inspired to pick up her flute after many years. Love the adventure of seeing a show from inception to fruition.

Love being able to ring someone at the end of the day if I'm p*ssed off, upset or feeling ill. Love that train journey every couple of weeks to have magical adventures of our own. Love the texts in the middle of the night and the whispers in my ear any time it's possible. Love private jokes and shared stories. Love him.

Love life. Love the things that we live for. Everything else in between is simply a means to an end.

Just had to get that one out.

A blog (and vlog) will come soon with all I've been up to in the past few months. Promise.

Much Love.
CC.

We few, we happy few...

I've noticed over the past couple of months how your bedroom can tell the story of your life. I first realised this when I returned home from university, and tried desperately to cram all of my new belongings back into my tiny box room in my parents' house. Needless to say, I've still not been completely successful in that task, but as I filled every surface with old and new tophies and medals, certificates, books, DVDs and CDs, I saw how every chapter of my life was represented in some way.

The pictures which grace my walls date back to the year 10 residential trip to France, whilst the new editions to my shelves include various different graduation bears. I don't think there is a section of my life so far that isn't documented in those four walls.

This idea hit home even more, and in a very different way, when my parents recieved a new painting to go on the living room wall. The painting is entitled "Band of Brothers", and I'm told that the Shakespeare reference is intentional. It's a painting of my father and his three best friends, one of which, let's just say, is rather ill.

It's a sobering thought to have this particular part of our lives documented, but an important one, nonetheless.

"We few, we happy few
We band of brothers."

- William Shakespeare.

Much Love.
CC.