the revolution will be feminised!
i like things that are hush hush but about to be very LOUD.
i like cycling round London on my one geared bike and getting very excited about sticking it to 4x4s and their manufacturers, trashy media that pretends to report 'news', eight flights a year to st tropez dahrlings and anyone else who thinks it's cool to burn fuel burn.
dressing up, picnics, innovation and gorgeousness are the essential ingredients to social change.
emmeline pankhurst once said: "You have to make more noise than anybody else, you have to make yourself more obtrusive than anybody else, you have to fill all the papers more than anybody else, in fact you have to be there all the time and see that they do not snow you under, if you are really going to get your reform realised." I tend to agree.
Artists on your radar, shout them out!
and the ever elusive Mister Cronk
Which is your number one location - and what's it best for?
it's the top of a mountain opposite an old crofter's church off the road from Ullapool to John O' Groats.
best for sitting, watching the sea and the little islands, pulling your jumper over your head and your socks up to your arse to hide every inch of skin from those bastard midgies.
'Getting creative', what's it all about?
"we are here, not because we are law breakers; we are here in our efforts to become law makers" (emmeline P again - designer and leader of the Suffragettes).
Your Life, Right Now - what's the soundtrack?
always at the top is: The Clash - Guns of Brixton.
always near the bottom is Justin Bieber
always heartbreaking are the Divas - Mariah, Whitney, Beyonce - you name it, I'll weep to it.
recently especially loud is Arcade Fire.
What is your idea of a jolly good time?
Samuel Smiths pubs
My bicycle (and mobile discotheque)
Being somewhere I definitely should not be.
What happened the last time you were a complete disgrace?
it has something to do with returning from a month on the road with climate rush, a club night prepared in our honour, being propped up by my two male best friends and hooking up some phlegm to land at a ladies feet (she'd only asked for a rollie) before falling over, pint in hand, and refusing to get up.
i'm so much more demure these days.