Amidst the angst and gloom of the events of the last few weeks (and longer?) it feels good to be working on my new play which will be opening this summer – this time it’s not a solo…but is for TWO people. One British (yours truly), and one Japanese.
(Both photos by SIMON RICHARDSON)
The play concerns the events leading up to the dropping of the first atomic bomb in 1945 (so it’s the 75th anniversary this year, this August, in fact ) – and the devastating consequences of that event.
Huge heartfelt thanks to all of you who were able to get along to a performance of THIS EVIL THING at the magical space of Tara Theatre, SW London, on November 7,8 or 9th – all three nights were packed; Cyril Pearce, expert on WW1 COs, gave a great talk before Saturday’s show and helped me with the Q and A afterwards (I have so little voice left at the end!); the audiences were so engaged and attentive, it was a joy to perform the play yet again… feels like part of my DNA now!
Yes, the final performances for the foreseeable future of THIS EVIL THING
will be at Tara Theatre, Earlsfield, SW18 4ES on November 7-9th at 7.30pm
(2.30pm matinee Friday 8th to be confirmed)
Book on 020 8333 4457 or at http://www.tara-arts.com
(10 minutes by train from London Waterloo)
Please come and bring a friend! Someone who doesn’t perhaps know anything about the story of these brave men and women 100 years ago who strove for peace, who strove to resist the rush to war.
This Evil Thing: In the well – Photographer: Simon Richardson
‘For God’s sake, this protest of yours – is it really worth losing your lives over?’
THIS EVIL THING is the compelling and inspiring story of the men who in 1916 said no to war.
Last week in Westminster a group of people were listening keenly to the words being spoken, giving their undivided attention to the drama unfolding before them, and when they got the chance, asking incisive, intelligent questions.
No, this wasn’t in the House of Commons (alas), but in the hall of Harris Westminster Sixth Form College – located in a former Ministry of Justice building a stone’s throw from Parliament – where the first performance in 2019 was taking place of This Evil Thing, my play about Britain’s WW1 conscientious objectors. Continue reading
Simon Richardson photographer
Six months after the end of the First World War, British C.O.s were still in prison – but some began to be released in April 1919. One hundred years later a number of performances of THIS EVIL THING will take place to mark this.
This will include one in London on March 20th and two on Easter Sunday in Bristol. Organised by the group Remembering The Real World War 1 these Bristol performances will take place in the atmospheric crypt of the medieval church, St. John On The Wall. See the performance diary for more details…
Sunday 4th November.
Performing smack-bang in the centre of London – at the charming off-West End venue Jermyn Street Theatre, a stone’s throw from Piccadilly Circus. Amazingly, not only do I manage to park the van nearby but being a Sunday I have found a free slot. Free parking? In central London?
For eight hours? Result!
Nov 6th 2018
I’m on the road again and this time I’ve been given a brand new red Citroen van by the hire company, which unlike my previous vans has central locking (rather useful when loading and unloading crates and all my other paraphernalia.)
Three Quaker Meeting Houses in the north of England are my destination in the first week of this significant November 2018 tour, but it’s rain and tedious first gear traffic all the way up the M6 to arrive a tad wearily at Kendal in Cumbria for the first performance.
A most significant month – 100 years since the ending of ‘the war to end all wars’- (hmm, what went wrong there?) – and a month that sees me setting out on the road all round the UK with my play THIS EVIL THING: as far north as Aberdeen and as far south as Brighton. Two London performances are taking place on November 4th and 7th – all details can be found on the Performance Dates page of this website – thank you!
The moment I leave the inevitable Friday afternoon crawl in 1st gear up most of the M1, and head east on the A46, I feel myself breathe more easily. The roads are still busy but at least I can get up into 2nd and even, at times, 3rd gear. But then, as I reach the A158 beyond Lincoln I start to feel positively light-hearted. When I turn off this road, however, onto the B1399 and find myself in country lanes winding through verdant fields bathed in glorious early evening sunshine, a wave of calm seems to flood my whole being. Continue reading