I've finished my first script now, so it's back to the drawing board. If I'm gonna win a Bafta, I might as well aim for two or three and get them all out of the way at once...

The fair was in town – it needs little explanation. On Monday I celebrated my 24th birthday with vodka, redbull and travelling folk. Me and the fabulous Tom Holland, number one fan of the waltzers, hit the funfair on two separate occasions. We did receive whiplash from the Dodgems and Tom lost a bit of knee on the ‘Jumping Frog’ (which I think was a children’s ride) but the fun we had has made me think twice about my ‘No win, No fee’ lawsuit. It was hilarious driving into elderly people and screaming louder than the kids, and the Fairground Supervisors (P.C. term) provided me with plenty of ideas for my script and characters, most of which are quite disturbing… I’m sure I saw someone drinking Fairy Liquid from the bottle.

It’s been an interesting couple of days at the BBC. I was able to watch some sort of bomb-scare from my window yesterday, so that lightened the mood. This is Manchester, so it couldn’t have been an Easter bonnet parade. My script’s coming along, although yet again I face the daunting prospect of feedback from a real BBC Producer! It’s great to hear what other people think of my work, as long as they use phrases like “hilarious”, “so funny I wee’d” and “Norwich genius”…

This week I’ve been watching a lot of ‘Nighty Night’ and ‘Peep Show’ so I’m trying to get back to my filthy roots. I often think I’d be better suited to late night Channel 5, but the BBC asked first. I’m like a vampire – once you invite me in, I just don’t leave.

I should be heading home to Norwich for Easter, which is exciting. I haven’t been back since before Christmas, and I hear we’ve got an indoor toilet now so I can’t wait. I shall be entertaining myself on the journey home with the latest instalment of ‘Love It!’ magazine – a must-have for any up-and-coming media types. I never get bored of real life stories about stripping dwarves. (If anyone from ‘Love It!’ is reading, I’m sure you now owe me a free subscription…)

It’s my Dad’s birthday next week too, so Happy Birthday El Scorpio! (He’s a wrestler.) And just in case any of my family were thinking of buying me a nice ‘writer’s’ pen for my birthday, I’d rather just have the cash x x x

Apologies to anyone that reads my little blog, I hope you’re not all members of my immediate family! I haven’t been at the BBC for the last couple of weeks as I’ve been tied up at uni with my FINAL show – scary, but it means I get to watch Rikki Lake more often. Everything went really well and we haven’t been expelled yet so I don’t think anyone minded the odd rude word.

On Monday night, I went to the Comedy Store for the screenings of two new BBC Three pilots. It was a great evening, and fab to finally see the programmes I’d heard so much about since I started here. Apparently my fog-horn laugh was heard all over the club, but it wasn’t just because of the free drinks. The pilots were really funny and looked great and I’m always a sucker for a few well-placed swear words. I have to admit I was a bit jealous though, so I’m even more inspired to get on with my new script.

Things are going really well and its so nice to know that uni is finally over and I can concentrate totally on my writing - that’s if I can resist the beer-gardens. Summer in Manchester is a very bizarre occurrence. I feel like the Blue Peter tortoise being taken out of his cardboard box for the first time in months, but you can keep the lettuce, I’m only interested in cocktails.

I'm back in at the BBC next week so I'll be able to get some feedback on my episode ideas. I'm sure you're all gagging to know what they are but I'm not risking someone stealing my amazing ideas and snatching that comedy award right from under my nose. I've also started writing a short film which we hope to make in the next few weeks. That sounds a bit dubious but I can assure you it's nothing racy, just two Nuns having a punch-up on the moors. Good family entertainment.

It's been an unusually sunny week in Manchester though, and that teamed with a cocktail I discovered called Magnum PI has resulted in another pleasant week. My writing's going well and I'm feeling productive, and I've had no alcohol today whatsoever. It's so nice to have time to enjoy writing instead of feeling stressed that my jokes aren't funny and my puncuation's rubbish.

Oh, and Happy Birthday Mum! I hope your present arrived on time. If it hasn't I shall be writing to Watchdog x

I hadn't realised that being a comedy writer could be such a daunting prospect, but the pressure to be funny now is an incredibly serious matter. Always one for multi-tasking, I've been working on a few different ideas over the last couple of weeks. Obviously I thought they were all hilarious, BAFTA written all over them, but I'm actually working at the BBC now and professional funny people read my ideas. Scary. But absolutely amazing. It's great when I write something that my Mum and Dad find hilarious but sometimes I wonder if their opinion could be slightly biased. Having to show my work straight to the BBC is ever so slightly terrifying but when people like them it's fantastic. Now I'm learning to relax and trust my own sense of humour, although trying to remember that not everyone finds old people falling over funny. I can't help it, I've been brainwashed by You've Been Framed.

In other news, I was pleased to realise my suspected Bird Flu was merely a common cold. Unfortunately it means I'm no longer eligible for compensation but I do get to have some Calpol and go to bed at 8pm. Yessss.

Anyway, I've been at the BBC for about 4 weeks now and it's been fantastic so far. I've already been to the North West Comedy Awards, which were brilliant. I also got to have a look round the set of 'Ideal' a couple of weeks ago which was really good. Moz's flat looks just like my Student Halls so I felt right at home - except there were no cleaners that looked like Jimmy Krankie, stealing my cigarettes and spitting on the floor.

It has been strange trying to think of my self as a 'writer', instead of just some girl with a big gob that writes things. It's a great opportunity though and it's wonderful to have experienced people reading your work without them writing "See me" at the bottom in red biro. I shall endeavour to develop my ideas, and try and raise some serious philosophical debates within my blog. But don't hold your breath x

I worked in Daytime television for three years and decided the time had come for me to explore and develop my skills.

Having always been a huge fan of Northern comedy, and Blanche from Coronation Street, I decided that Manchester would be the perfect place to start.

I began a degree in Media and Performance at Salford University in 2004. Over the past three years I've tried my hand at all sorts, including stand-up, but have always enjoyed writing the most.

I suppose it comes from a love of the way people talk to each other, and I love nothing more than listening in to old ladies' conversations on the bus.

After taking a scriptwriting course at university last year I realised that writing for television was something I really wanted to pursue. Luckily for me, my lovely tutor put me in touch with Comedy North and after being put forward for the Writer's Bursary I won.

Winning the Bursary and working with the comedy department here in Manchester has been a dream come true. I still can't quite believe that they've let me in to the building, let alone given me all the support and advice I should need in embarking on a career in writing.

I couldn't have hoped for a better opportunity, particularly at the beginning of my career.

Now I just have to write that award-winning sitcom…