Blimey, what a trek! But here’s where I’m sitting to contemplate, post-performance at Old Chatham Friends’ Meeting House.
In the meantime…
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Category Archives: Touring
Shoofly Pie and an early retirement
Letters from America: Crates and a Washington Post
Day 1: Prince Harry does me a favour
Arrival …
How did I get this lot through US customs?
‘This Evil Thing’ – USA tour 2018
On March 9, I set off with some trepidation and a fair amount of excitement to the USA where I have only ever spent 5 days in all my 60 years – (and those five days were in New York) – travelling there now in order to present the compelling and inspiring stories of Britain’s First World War conscientious objectors – ‘THIS EVIL THING’ – to a number of sympathetic religious institutions, colleges and a few Quaker Meeting Houses too.
This all came about thanks to a chance meeting with an American, who saw the piece when I first presented it in Edinburgh in 2016 – and who said to me, ‘You should bring this to the States.’ To which I replied, ‘I’d love to. But how?’ ‘Let me have a think,’ he said.
The Olivier Theatre of North London
March 2nd 2018
Saint Augustine’s church, Haringey, is not easy to find – up a small side street off the ever-busy Green Lanes. Along with the house next door, it is home to the London Catholic Worker, who offer it as a house of hospitality alongside their many other charitable activities – especially their work with destitute and homeless refugees.
To eat or not to eat…that is the question…
Feb. 20th 2018
Friday 16th February – three performances completed of my mini-tour of North Yorkshire, and three still to come.
It’s a sunny Friday morning and tonight, myself, Nobby and Colin will be in Newton-le-Willows – but first, I have time for a morning stroll out of Richmond. Nobby recommends the two-mile walk to Easby Abbey to see the beautiful ruins in a lovely setting.
‘And don’t fail to pop into St. Agatha’s, the small church next to the Abbey,’ Nobby urges me. ‘It doesn’t look much but you won’t regret it,’ he adds enigmatically.
The Lady with a Pitchfork (who made me change my mind)
Feb. 13th 2018
Snow. Proper snow. North Yorkshire snow. Falling thick and fast and settling.
Not like our weedy London stuff, which when it can muster the strength to appear, invariably swiftly turns to sleet and slush.
The Coolest Chaplain
Feb 10th, 2018
‘You’re a disgrace to humanity!’
That’s what the chaplain at Winchester Prison said to Bert Brocklesby, conscientious objector and protagonist of my play ‘This Evil Thing’, a hundred years ago. Another CO was told by a different chaplain, ‘Christ would have spat in your face!’
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