November 16th, 2017
One of my all-time favourite bits of dialogue, from Mel Brooks’ ‘The Producers’.
Food – where to get it from, when to have it, how much of it to have, and whether there’s enough time to digest it in before the performance – is a constant preoccupation for actors on tour, in strange towns and cities, with little time to spare. I’ve never met an actor who didn’t love their food, and who didn’t happily wolf down any sandwiches, cake or biscuits put in front of them.
- Somebody sleeping in the corner of my dressing room.
- As seen in Burger King – once upon a time…
- Who left Winnie the Pooh for me?
- A Worrying Show of Hands In Favour (and Disco Lights in World War One)
- Noël Coward’s Advice for Actors ( at a Baptist Church in the West Midlands)
- A Quaker And A Pear Tree
- A Bear-hug and two fried eggs
- Suitable for all ages from 6 to 97.
- ‘Somebody took my shoe polish!’ Sept. 27th