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Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Things looking Rosier

The coffee morning was a success. After coffee and biscuits we gave Margaret her Golden Wedding cards and the voucher for a session at the beauty salon. Then Margaret produced a bottle of rose and chocolate orange segments and in spite of eschewing biscuits earlier we now all tucked in with gusto.


Somehow we started reminiscing about our children - when young treading - the boards. My little boys were aged 5 and 3 when I was assisting my friend to produce and direct a play at Tonbridge School. It had a very large cast and was a sort of upstairs downstairs with a kitchen staff below and an aristocratic family above, who had two tiny children. The producer knew my children by sight and said they, with their golden hair and blue eyes would be perfect. Knowing my boys - as I was with them 24/7 - I said it was them or me. No way could I work on the play and be responsible for the boys at the same time.


After much thought she said I should continue working on the play – taking rehearsals etc and she would depute Lee – a lovely lady who didn’t have children of her own to look after the boys. After the first rehearsal everybody oooohed and aaahed about these angelic little boys. Unfortunately they only had a few lines such as the elder one saying:

‘Dwedfully boring!’ and the younger echoing:’ Dwedfully boring!’ and there was lots of hanging around backstage when they got up to mischief.

The next rehearsal the producer asked me if I could look after them as they were driving Lee potty. I repeated my stipulation and had a few sharp words with the boys.


It was a difficult time for everybody but as soon as the play was open to the public the boys became two little hams and rose to the occasion. They developed perfect timing and would pause to allow the audience to laugh and coo over them. Then the young varmints would race off stage and come to tell me:

‘.Mum we got APPLAUSE!’

In the end I was very proud of them. Did your children tread the boards and did they behave impeccably?


Below is the Valiant Soldier at Roadwater where we had roast beef on Sunday. The berried trees are in the pretty car park.