Recently I inadvertently called Martin McDonagh Mark McDonagh.
It was a silly mistake and one I shouldn’t have made. I was appreciative of being corrected.
What interested me was that because of this dumb mistake I was accused of “not knowing my stuff”.
At this point, I’m supposed to list my qualifications. The 4 years I spent at NIDA. The Masters degree I have from RADA. The Phd I’m working on at Julliard.
Then I’m supposed to mention all the well known people I’ve worked with and the ground breaking critically acclaimed projects I’ve done.
But I won’t do any of this.
I have absolutely NO experience.
And I have absolutely NO qualifications to write about theatre.
NONE WHATSOEVER.
Except what I share with the rest of the human race.
Veronica Kaye
Theatre Red 
i hate it when that happens. all that effort to sound intelligent and it turns out you can’t even read!