There are several stories playing out in The Red Telephone Box that talks a bit like me. The first one is about my interest in acting and performing and whether a computer generated voice can ever be a decent actor. The second are a series of personal stories many of them related to family or childhood, some true, some embellishments of the truth and some just made up. The third

Morphine makes the world white and furry – or at least that’s my experience. Things take on the texture and colour of polar bear and crazy ideas seem sensible. So it was, that in 2014, when I was diagnosed with three incurable diseases (hence the morphine) and thought I was going to die, I bought a British red telephone box from Ebay, installed it outside my house and moved in.