Diana Moore

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a writer, poet and model

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Radio Days

27/07/2009

My first radio competition win was with the Surrey based County Sound Radio – I won a meal with the ‘Lunch Bunch’ by writing a few lines on why I deserved lunch out (I composed a lyric). So off we went to a smart restaurant. However, I didn’t realize it was a set menu… the starters were moules marinieres… one of a few dishes I have absolutely no desire to sample. My early experience of these molluscs was finding them washed up on the shore and searching the seaweed to find an unopened mussel. My reaction to the contents when I first managed to prise one open was… urgh!  The search also included a hunt for the prettiest looking shell - without barnacles attached.  Well, at least the main course was appetising.

More on writing

26/07/2009

After a few early unscripted puppet shows for my peers at primary school, I entertained my teenage class mates with my story of Boris The Spider, a lively, adventurous little arachnid who came to an untimely end when he ventured too close to an electrical socket.  Or did he?  Well, that bit would have to be written out for young ears nowadays.  It wasn't picked up by an agent or teacher as a great idea for a children's cartoon, however, years later, I was watching TV with my then younger children and there was this great little cartoon called... Spider, about... you've guessed it.

BBC Radio Oxford

24/07/2009

A news item on rats playing musical instruments... ?  Malcolm Boyden asks listeners to respond with ideas for music for rats...

Someone suggested 'Peggy Sewer' which I thought was good.  My own ideas include the new CD 'Now Rats What I Call Music' and Love Don't Live Here Any GNAW... along with a classical piece by.. RAT-maninoff

Ideas for music for Bakers?  One of my favourite songs of the 70's...  Bachman Apple-Turnover Overdrive

A rap for ladies in labour

10/07/2009

Written for a cool Doula

Here's an excerpt from a rap that I wrote for a lady who has helped many women through labour and more

When your body is in trauma
And you don't want chicken korma
You're walking with a waddle
Below you is a puddle
It all started with a cuddle
Now your mind is in a muddle

Breathe in breathe out
Say aaaaaaaaah!

You’re feeling fit to bursting
You have a swollen girth
And you’re heading for a birthing
Go call your mother earth in

Cos…

Kay will keep you calmer
It’s her purpose it’s her dharma
With a hint of Dalai Lama
She’s the coolest of the doulas
More valued than the jewellers
In Bond Street

Yeah!

When you start the birthing process
And you want minimal stress
Say yes

If you think an epidural
Is not the way to cure all
And....

(if you'd like to see the full poem please contact me)

Well, hello Dolley!

25/05/2009

Colin Dolley adjudicated at the Didcot Drama Festival.  What a great guy; his detailed commentary on 'Nearly A Silver Wedding' was really helpful and constructive.  Added bonus was he liked my writing.  The cast of Abingdon Old Gaol Theatre Company were nominated for Best Actress (Chris Price) and Best Supporting Actor (Nick Hearn) and I received a nomination from Colin Dolley for my writing, which, without wanting to sound like I'm blowing my trumpet... OK Taraaaaaa! Toot! Toot! Honk!  I'll add his soundbites to my comedy menu bar soon... otherwise it'll sound like a trumpet major here, but I have waited a long time to get the play produced and it feels good to gain recognition from a highly respected adjudicator.  Jo Thoenes on BBC Radio Oxford was interested in how I met the director, Paul Barrand - on the set of Midsomer Murders!  Serendipity.  A chance meeting and now, at last, the play is being performed 500 years after King Henry VIII's accession to the throne.  The play is an alternative take on history.  If you haven't yet seen it, come along to Abingdon Unicorn Theatre on 3rd June or Wallingford Corn Exchange on 11th June.

Chivalry in Thame

23/05/2009

The supermarket (beginning with W) weren't 'able to oblige' but the handsome father of two small girls (wearing DC T shirt) offered to carry the beers to the car for me, and it wasn't a short walk either.  I do love these chivalrous guys.  Thank you, Paul from Thame

Nearly A Silver Wedding coming soon...

04/05/2009

It's been a considerable while since I wrote the first draft for this play.  It started out with 17 characters and now has... just 6.  You'll find a brief synopsis under 'comedy writer'.  I'm delighted that Paul Barrand (whom I met on the set of Midsomer Murders) has agreed to direct it.  The cast are:  Chris Price, Simon Coates, Debbie Kastner, David Spencer, Rachel Ross-Trevor, Nick Hearn from:  Old Gaol Theatre Company, Abingdon.

21st May ~ at Didcot Cornerstone Arts Centre

3rd June ~ at Abingdon Unicorn Theatre

Corn Exchange Wallingford ~ 11th June

Jackdaws

21/04/2009

We recently had a problem with jackdaws attempting to nest in our chimney pot.

Jackdaw

Excerpt of a poem for children

Good morning Jack
With the noisy chak
Chak chak chaking
In the chimney stacking

Arriving in
Diving in
I'm not alive in
The morning at five
As you are?

And Jack,
You know it's not the best idea
To nest here?
You could choke
On fireside smoke

Caw! Caw! Do I have to go?

You know you do?

Jack chak
Jack chak
Jack chak
Flap flap flap
Your wings and go...

Along came the sweep
With his brush on a stick
He scraped out the debris
Of soot - it was thick

Out with the twigs
Out with the straw
Out with the ....

If you'd like to see the full poem please contact me

Note: No jackdaws or their babies were harmed in the removal process

Photo courtesy of Andrew Dawes, Quicksilverbirds

Birdsong

20/04/2009

I've heard a bird whistling the first few bars of 'Mandy', by Barry Manilow!  I wonder if anyone out there has heard other birds chirrupping a well-known song...? 

Ullswater

07/04/2009

I feel a daffodil poem in the air.....

Cabaret - The Vaults Cafe, Oxford - 21st March

24/03/2009

I haven't been to a cabaret for a long time.  The Vaults Cafe was the venue for an enjoyable evening's entertainment: from Turkish belly dancing to singers/songwriters, jazz (mmm! nice! shoo ba dee doo), performance poetry, shadow puppetry (Darth Vader goes speed dating) and comedy sketches.  An added bonus was Tim Goldman and Steve Hay performing my Shoe Shop sketch.  As a writer, it's interesting to see different interpretations of a script - Steve played the part of a woman, which added to the humour.  The audience enjoyed it, as they did the whole evening. There were, perhaps, too many acts packed into one long evening. I'm glad I arrived early enough to bag a seat - they were in short supply for the large turnout. 

I must give 'Pete the Temp' a mention:  For those who missed 'The Great Sperm Race' on TV last night, Pete offers his own lively rendition of how he arrived here on earth in a blow by blow account of his journey to the centre of the womb.

Among the mostly-younger-than-me audience, were the proud parents of one of the dancers, who were clearly enjoying their daughter's varied dance routines, and taking numerous snapshots.  Ah! sweet! 

And finally, a mention goes to the band: as well as some great clarinet playing by the multi-talented Tim, the band's guitarist halted in his tracks and exclaimed: "hair on my plectrum"  That's a new one to me.  I was half expecting someone to call out "rabbit in my cider" in response...

The Spud n' Shamrock (doodle for Google)

17/03/2009

What a lovely doodle Evan O'Sullivan Glynn has done for St Patrick's Day.  To be sure, to be sure, to be sure.  I hope Gooooogle will doooooo a poetry competition for older folk - then I can have a go....

Pelican's Belican

10/03/2009

PELICAN TO MAN ON BENCH:
Would you lend me some money for a fish and chip supper?


(photo: A Pelican & Ron Hedges)

Is This The Way To Amyrillis?

11/02/2009

Is this the way to amyrillis
I've been growing a tall plant like this
Dreaming dreams of amyrillis
Reaching the ceiling - nearly

Dictionary Corner for Pets

15/01/2009

Mollydoggle:  To care for a lovable dog , or to pamper a friendly dog.
-Origin 21st century. Dedicated to a very likeable dog called Molly.  Kate and I exercised both Molly and ourselves by walking down to the playing field for a game of ball.

Master Chef for Birds

13/01/2009

What would Greg Wallace say to bird cake..?  "Are you avian a laugh...?" No, he'd love it, (if he was a bird) Tempted Greg?  It does look colourful.  Join the queue of blackbirds, wagtails, finches, robins - they've all been taste testing my bird cake: melted lard, bread, currants and wild bird seed mixed together, then pressed in a dish to set.  Fenella Finch says "It's seasoned with a splendid variety of seeds"  Jack Daw says: "Yeah! Good bread to fat ratio".  Cooking does get a lot tougher than this, so make your garden a top restaurant for our feathered friends this winter. 

Back from the desert island

14/12/2008

Do I still have money in the bank - or has a naughty fraudster nicked it...?

Desert Island Discs

14/11/2008

Preparing my list, just in case...

  1. 'The Look of Love'  Burt Bacharach/Ronald Isley
  2. 'Danse Macabre' Camille Saints-Saens
  3. 'Almost Like A Song'  Johnny Mathis
  4. 'Adagio for Strings'  Samuel Barber
  5. 'It's Not Unusual'  Tom Jones
  6. 'That's The Way Of The World'  Earth, Wind & fire
  7. 'Don't Leave Me This Way'  The Communards
  8. 'Mr Blue Sky'  Electric Light Orchestra

Next week, the list could be different.

Armistice Day

11/11/2008

Roll out the red carpet - but not for Daniel Craig
He might be good for quantum leaps or doing a stunt
Let the red, red carpet of poppies made by Haig
Acknowledge all the men who fought the line at the front

Roll out the red carpet - but not for supermodels
That media, paparazzi and the PR mollycoddles
Let the red carpet represent our worthy forces
Who gave us freedom, setting history on its different courses

Roll out the red carpet - not for 'X Factor wishfuls'
Who cry when they lose out, yet life is still theirs to sing
Let the red carpet be a memory of the wistful
Wasted, wearied bodies, resting under angels wings

Roll out the red carpet, the Cenotaph is paved
Wreathed in poppies carpeting our path, our lives saved.

Oh! Guido  ~ it's fireworks for you - and me

05/11/2008

There once was a man known as Guido
Who committed a very bad deedo
But his plan didn't bang
Fallen guy had to hang
Cos he couldn't quit with enough speedo

My winning entry in a local fireworks poetry competition

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