Old habits die hard
An empty stage demands respect. When we arrived for our four hour long technical rehearsal, Lerwick’s Garrison Theatre felt like a great vessel’s empty hull. Keith’s Morrison & David Wagstaff’s team of technicians – light, sound engineers hovered like sailors back and forth before the cast left the dressing rooms.
I sat in the front row on the old velvet chair and watched the crew at work.
On côté jardin (left handside of the stage from the audience’s viewpoint), a white door where mystery and misunderstandings would emerge… On côté cour (right handside of the stage), a black door, from which more confusion via strange comings & goings would flourish and unFURl…. Hungover Dan soon woke up to un-real moments! Clues of many kinds – furry gloves by Betty’s French friend, Monique, red sauce by a sleazy photographer, Frank, a strange creature captured & printed by Graham, and even a parcel by a pothead, yes, the Deliveryman! – would ultimately reveal a farcical tale of a very furry kind. Betty’s falling in love with Frank.
The Norwicks’ kitchen will never be the same again!
Betty tries to lure us with her sudden escapades to the ponies… Igraine is young and naive… Janet, her friend, tries to keep Igraine’s feet on earth. Monique cannot put her hands on Betty until she brings a rolled sheepskin…
Shock horror! Betty and Frank – two consenting adults – armed with a knife, tail-chase themselves like two children!
Directed by Jonathan Sinclair, If You Go Down To The Woods, kept us on our toes till its première, and received an award for Jonathan’s debut as Director.
On a more personal point, it was a formidable opportunity to rekindle my flame for theatre and be part of such a great adventure, the very first of many to come, as a member of Serpentine Drama Group.