About Catherine Bray

Writer. Editor. Flâneur.

I’m commissioning editor at 4Talent Central, wandering the globe to find lost talent and coax them into our moist fold. Something like that. I suffer fools gladly, so if you think you might be a complete idiot, why not get in touch? Non-idiots also cautiously encouraged.

Current fervour directly mostly at:

Flight Of The Conchords, Persian rugs, elaborate fine dining, stuff that makes me laugh, David Bowie, withered leftover take-away, “not” smoking, turning slowly into Julia Flyte, making creme brulee, fun-fairs, impulsiveness, the possibility of becoming a dramaturge, veering wildly between studied ennui and totally uncool over-enthusiasm, the lyrical legacy of Phil Collins, trying to find the biggest olive stuffed with garlic in the whole world, Hitchcock movies, screeching Spandau Ballet, dancing until excessively sweaty, Peep Show, crumbling decline, rampant ambition, sofa-surfing, chronic Facebook photo commentary, quality snark, Marlene Dietrich, slum-lording, tripping the light fantastic, kitchenalia, having a nice cup of tea, neon signs, becoming my parents, skipping home instead of getting the night bus, misquoting the great and good.

I share a birthday with Jack Kerouac, Liza Minnelli and Pete Doherty. Mmm.

Wave at the nice lady.

And that’s quite enough about me.