So, I’m busy trying to finalise plans for taking my new play about Hiroshima to Edinburgh and then on tour…but because hoped-for funding has fallen through, guess what? – I am going to try and Crowdfund some of the costs involved. If you felt able to help in however small a way by donating to the appeal in the next four weeks, that would be tremendous. (Even a fiver is fab!) I do feel this is such important material to share in this, the 75th year since the dropping of the two atomic bombs – and am concerned that already in some quarters (certain venues, for example), I am meeting subtle resistance to the subject matter. But the good news is that already half a dozen schools are keen to have us come visit, perform and discuss the issues with their students. Do have a look at the Crowdfunder page first, when you click on the link below…and of course, feel free to share if you feel so inclined. (Apologies to those who have already donated and to those who know about this already.) And finally, a BIG thank you for anything you feel able to contribute…
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
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!
I was in Tavistock Square, London, yesterday August 6th, at the very moving ceremony to remember those who died in Hiroshima 73 years ago as a result of the first Atomic bomb. This Thursday, August 9th, I hope to be in Battersea Park to witness the floating lanterns released into the Thames in memory of those who died at Nagasaki, also 73 years ago. I have been working on and off for quite some time now on the second part of my trilogy (THIS EVIL THING being the first part) – which focuses on three individuals in particular who were involved in the tragic events in 1945 – a scientist, a soldier and a survivor. I feel very stirred by this piece of work and it seems appropriate that I have completed the latest draft of this play this very week. I hope it will see the light of day in 2019 or 2020 latest when it will be performed by myself and a female Japanese performer (yet to be cast!). The photo posted here I saw at Tate Modern a couple of years ago – in Elton John’s collection, I think – and it feels very evocative.
Friday morning – March 16th
Stomach still playing up. But a simple breakfast in the hotel lobby doesn’t do any harm – apart from the fact that the milk comes in quarter-pint individual cartons. I use very little of mine and ask the staff what will happen to the rest.
‘Oh, you can just dispose of it, sir.’
‘But…isn’t that a bit wasteful?’ I suggest.
‘Let me take it, sir, and I’ll bear the burden of disposing of it.’
‘Oh. Okay,’ I reply, handing him the almost full carton. ‘But maybe someone else could use it?’
‘Let me take it, sir.’
A morning to myself, lying low in my very clean but characterless hotel room, and then Maria and Cara collect me at lunchtime to head to Wholefoods Market to get a healthy lunch. My local branch of this store in Clapham Junction back home is the size of a broom cupboard compared to the vast emporium we visit. (Everything’s smaller in Clapham…)