Scene One The Eighteenth Century. A grubby London street. A SWEEP enters, pushing a broom. DAWKINS, a ragamuffin beggar child watches. Dawkins: Spare a copper for a poor beggar boy, sir! Sweep: A copper? Me? You’ve got the wrong … Continue reading Sweeping Saga
Despite all appearances to the contrary, you, and me as well, aren’t actually the binary numbers you think us to be, but are in fact just ordinary base 10 numbers… Continue reading Non-binary
This was written as part of the ’28 Plays Later’ challenge, where participants have to write a play each day for the month of February. For this one, we were asked to write about the body and its parts. As … Continue reading Parts
This was written as part of the ’28 Plays Later’ challenge, where participants have to write a play each day for the month of February. For this one, we were given the opening line, and there was a bonus for … Continue reading The Feast
Stuff I Reckon 