Dear Father Christmas, So my friend has asked me to write to you... I have to confess it's been hard to know what to say. Mainly because like most adults I feel preposterous asking anything of you because our time with you is surely done. Now we get our own presents, control our own fates, take responsibility for our own actions, and live in the world we have created... so it's not for us to turn around and plead for your help with the environment, the migrant crisis, the NHS, education, food banks, human rights, fundamentalism and wars. Though God knows we need all the help we can get with all these man-made problems and more. Read more.
When my ex-wife chose to reveal intimate moments of our married life to the world she opened the way for me to become a comedic figure. The Cross Dressing Cage Fighter. Funny right? I was subjected to the full panel of Celebrity Juice's ridicule for weeks following her revelations. A nationally critically acclaimed show made fun of me. Read more.
From a quiet, what I would view as a normal life in London, my whole life was initially turned upside down when these images, accompanied by the overwhelming messages of support, first appeared on Twitter. From not having any social media presence at all, within 72 hours I was to have over 70,000 followers. All of these carried the same sentiment that enough was enough and the time had come to stop making the trolling of people the norm and to use social media for the good that it was surely created for. Read more.