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Cast |
| Hamilton Penworthy |
Dave Barber |
| Lucien Tomb |
David Burton |
| Dora Tomb |
Val Howell |
| Emily Tomb |
Jill Kennedy |
| Marcus Tomb |
Richard Wood |
| Anne Franklin |
Sarah Gregg |
| Agatha Hammond |
Kathryn Hoyle |
| Freda Mountjoy |
Marilyn Wade |
| Peregrine Potter |
Brian Andrews |
| Monica Tomb |
Liz Ratcliffe |
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Directed by Yvonne Berry |
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| Mind Your Feet! |
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After finishing 'Delayed Arrival' with even
less people than when we started, it was time for a major recruitment drive. So
we put an ad in the Hull Daily Mail and optimistically chose a play with
a large (-ish) cast. And all the new people who turned up got parts. Then it was
back to the enclosed environs of Spring
Street Studio Theatre so getting all ten of the
cast (and the furniture) on stage was a bit of a tight squeeze. Two of the
audience had their feet in the fireplace and Richard
had to die almost in the laps of the front row! |
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Hull Truck aren't
exactly on my Christmas card list but their little Studio Theatre was a godsend
to us in the early days with there being a lack of decent performing spaces in
the centre of Hull and the Film Theatre being financially out of our reach for more
than one production a year. So their arrogant and condescending attitude was just
something we had to put up with. But working in the
Studio, they tended to ignore us completely and leave us to our own devices, which
was fine by us. All I can remember of the play is messing up
the first scene on the dress rehearsal and having to start again. We also
performed Act I in the All-England Theatre Festival. Never a good idea just to
do half a play and, accordingly, we came nowhere David
I like playing dotty old serial killer ladies Val
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Was I In That One? |
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Marilyn never did another
play with us. We got the impression that her husband regarded all actors as a bunch of
queers and he didn't want her hanging around with us! |
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| The Audience Won’t Notice |
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Act One ends with Penworthy crashing through
the French Windows with a knife between his shoulders and dying spectacularly. So on
Friday night Dave Barber crashed through the French windows straight into the back of one of the chairs,
breaking it in two. Not content with that, he went and expired in the
wrong place. Peregrine was supposed to faint upon discovering the body. But, "He died in my fainting space",
moaned Brian in the dressing room afterwards. |
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