Twenty
Years Ago
A compact
but loyal audience gathered in London's Theatre Downstairs for the
final performance of Addison Voles in his one-man show And
Then I Died (last appearance,
that was, before embarking on a farewell tour of the UK, culminating
in a West End grand finale two years on). Written, produced and
performed in emphatic style by the veteran actor, the show featured
every known death scene from English theatre, the last hour given
over entirely to Shakespeare. A tour
de force for costume and
make-up, the production owed much also to the skills of two unnamed
assistants who carried out more than 200 quick changes of scenery,
only three of them not right for what followed. The show carried
sponsorship from a well-known brand of tissue manufacturers, whose
products were on sale alongside ice-creams at each of the four main
intervals.
Thirty
Years Ago
An
out-of-court settlement was reached between Mastodon UK,
manufacturers of high-powered, wall-mounted kitchen gadgets,
including The Titan (eezi-turn key-spinner for cans of corned beef),
and Mrs Hilda Nubbles of Much Thodding in Essex. Mastodon agreed to
pay all costs necessary for re-instating the 12 ft section of kitchen
wall that had rotated and then dropped out when Mrs Nubbles,
following the instructions supplied, made use of her newly installed
Titan. However, it was agreed that Mastodon were not liable for the
cost of a new tin of corned beef, as the one in question had not been
punctured and its contents remained edible 'insofar as they ever had
been'.
Forty Years
Ago
Parish
Council members of Cockfield Parva in Suffolk were still awaiting a
response from the Soviet ambassador, following the recent declaration
of a nuclear-free zone around their village and the neighbouring
settlement of Gruntisfold Green (but not including Cockfield Magna).
They were waiting to hear back also from the US ambassador in London,
but had received a postcard from the Base Commander of nearby USAF
Droppingham. This bore the words 'ha' and 'ha'.
My mother tells me that once, when I was a baby, Mr Voles patted my head. He was dressed as Malvolio.
ReplyDeleteEdna Pickup [Mrs., 71]