Alice in Wonderland – Derby Theatre

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Derby theatre have been trailblazers in the provision of BSL performances over the past several years, performances  which  have  drawn out some of their best work.

Alice  in Wonderland is theatrical gold. A phantasmagorical  construct where anything and everything is possible. Where chaos abounds, and nothing is quite what it appears. Nicola Wernowska is  the writer entrusted with making sense of it all in her  new  production

This is a family show so I brought with me a five year old boy, two eight year old girls and a ten year old boy to give me their verdicts, theirs being the ones that matter.

The set  (  courtesy of Emily Bestow) is magnificent,  brightly lit ( Alexandra Stafford) ,lavish colourful and sprawling, with two raised  elevated balconies a fun feature,  a slide providing a connection between the two worlds.

The show occasionally  teeters towards the chaotic, but is steadied by a tremendous performance  from April Nerissa Hudson as the Queen of Hearts. April delighted  Derby when  she performed in Home Girl  several years ago, and revels in being the centrepin  now.

Director Sarah Brigham enjoys her political undertones. Here April channels a bizarre mix of Liz  Truss (Kwasi Kwartang  fell  victim to  one of her “off with his head moments”),  and Suella Braverman, in not even countenancing the possibility she could be wrong. Education is not allowed, as an  educated Wonderland would do no-one any good- would it?

The costumes, and shoes, were -simply gorgeous  realised by Tim Heywood.

Composer Ziad Jabero  has created an original score which fuses folk with Rap, “Stop the queen “ being the best. My five year old loved all the songs.

 The second act is mainly taken up by the Tea party and the trial. My two eight year old were thrilled by the tea party,  a visual delight and a celebration of being bonkers, but particularly that number.

I saw two performances of this, the first a preview on Saturday, and the second, tonight, Press Night.  It is to   Director Sarah Brigham’s credit that the shortcomings of the preview, mainly a longer than needed first Act ,were put right with a shorter and much sharper first act which in turn energised the entire cast. The result was something sharp and snappy with the eighty or so Brownies and rainbows sat in front of me spellbound.

The BSL was well integrated into the story, and never once felt clunky, with my ten year old engaged throughout, although I would say that the show best suits junior school age children. Rhianon Hopkins shone as the mouchard making the most of the running gag that the French for rat is rat. Rhianon May was energetic and convincing   as the naïve  Alice, Chiomi Uma had great fun transforming Wonderland into m a smoky jazz club.

Such is the textual density of Lewis Carroll’s original work that paring it down into an eighty minute ( not including interval) stage show is an Augean task, Writer and Director can be proud of the result. The Tea Party continues until Saturday 6th July.

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Skinless

Skinless

I have no skin

My skin has abandoned me

I am now vulnerable, defenceless and fragile

It left me with my memory

With all the memories of my birth

And of the wound I received when I jumped over a fence to savage my prey

It stole my milk and the stream from which I drank

It was my memory, my native land

It engraved  my landscape on its jacket

It carried my nerve endings to the copper tables

I was left alone with my identity’s other face, with a stranger

Whom I spoke to of my projects

I tried to seduce her by explaining the benefits of my progress

It put on the leather I handed her

I am now more naked than ever before

Unable to fill the space between skin and leather

So I grew wider, overflowed into places

Places replete with unfulfilled promises

Places of the stranger within me who displaced my body

 Wrecked my home

Who toppled my kinship to the world.

Since I last saw you
 
Someone invented the mobile phone.
Telegrams died. People started tweeting.
Messages got shorter.

our pockets no longer have coins and paper
Just plastic, screens and codes
 
In our street the stones were stolen
and replaced with concrete.
The chestnut trees are gone.
 
The pubs we used to go to are car parks,
luxury flats, office blocks.
Imagine that.
 
No one sends letters any more
so I couldn’t write to you
even if I did know where you live.
 
Since you left everything is different,
even me, even me
though in my mind, you haven’t changed.
 
There’s a photo of you online, you forever
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The Scottish UFO & Paranormal Conference, 2024- Queen Margaret union, University of Glasgow

A week ago today myself and Jane Osborne were setting off with expectation and apprehension to our first Scottish UFO and paranormal conference.

Jane specialises in Past Life Regression and Alien Encounters so we hoped to meet some kindred spirits, those hopes were realised  in spades.

Glasgow is a magnificent place , the University imposing, and the atmosphere in the city was bouncing with the national football team opening the Euros in Munich, what a treat it was to watch the game in the Merchant Quarter.

The Queen Margaret  Union auditorium worked particularly well, the University setting casting a welcome air of credibility upon proceedings. The roster of speakers was continuous from 10am onwards, with the stands at the back offering plenty of background material and information.

In Shakespeare’s “As You Like it”,  Duke Senior declares: “Sweet are the uses of adversity”. The first speaker, Karen Strang embraced that principle.  Karen is a visual artist and painter whose opening slot was hamstrung initially by  the visual display screens, and microphones,  not functioning. With time slipping away because of the delayed start Karen eschewed the need for visuals and amplification by simply launching into an impassioned talk on her subject- and triumphed.

The audience wanted her to succeed, and succeed she did with a brilliant, engaging, informative and humorous  talk on her work and interest in the Scottish Witchcraft Trials. Her studio is by the Cunninghar in Alloa and is well worth exploring further.

Polymath  Rev  Alyson Dunlop Shanes was a delight. The technical issues had been resolved and her first hand experience of Psychic attack was compelling.

Gordon  Rutter somehow managed to interweave the Day of the Triffids, the Invasion of the Body Snatchers and the myths and legends of plants and trees into  a fascinating  cohesive package.

I particularly enjoyed Ron Halliday’s trip to Ancient Aliens, a talk which could easily have  had double the time allocated to it. Doyen of  ghosthunters, Linda  Whiteford, took us to the  Ghosts of Culross, a talk neatly complimented by Alan Murdie’s fascinating exploration of the  ubiquitous  white lady tradition.

Founder of SPI Malcom Robinson was the star of the show delivering a riveting  examination of Scottish UFO encounters. His geographical pointers to us Anglo’s in the audience as to where some of these locations were was much appreciated, as was the detail of his subject matter.

It was a wonderful day, and well worth the ten hour round trip drive from the English Midlands. We were made to feel so welcome by the fellow audience attendees and the  presenters who gave freely of their time when not performing . Their website with further information is:

scottishufoandparanormalconference.wordpress.com

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What the Butler Saw – Derby theatre

London Classic Theatre brought their revival  of Joe Orton’s classic farce, ‘What The Butler Saw’, to Derby this week as part of a nationwide tour which recently took in Ipswich, where  Orton secured his first job as a  theatre stage manager having  just  graduated from RADA.

Orton’s  public and writing career,  which began in 1959,was colourful, impactful and tragic, culminating in his murder in 1967 by his lover , subsequent to which this play was performed and produced posthumously.

I was immediately struck by how this half century old comedy focuses on an older man, Doctor Prentice, ( John Dorney)  attempting to seduce his secretary Geraldine Barclay ( Alana Jackson) , and how it echoes both the contemporary “Me Too “  movement, and Orton’s own experiences with a lover several years his senior.


Photos © Sheila Burnett

At its heart this is a farce, underpinned by satire. Prentice’s wife ( Holly Smith) unwittingly disrupts her husbands overtures to his now concealed and naked secretary. But his wife has problems of her own – compromising photos of her own infidelity taken by a bellboy.

The arrival of a government clinic inspector , Doctor Rance ( Jack Lord),  at the clinic, followed by an inept policeman , Sargent Snatch ( Jon- Paul Rowden) does not help. Farce, mistaken identity, gender swaps , slapstick  and double entendres ensue over two slick fifty minute Acts. Director Michael Cabot moves proceedings along at breakneck speed resulting in the final scenes in Act 2 becoming a blur of activity and laughter for the hardworking cast of six.


Photo © Sheila Burnett

All of this is framed by a colourful, superbly designed  Pop Art set by Bek Palmer, reminiscent of Wayne’s World, Monty Python and Warhol, brightly lit by Hector Murray.


Photo © Sheila Burnett

But beneath the superficial comic veneer lies a dark textual underbelly. The dialogue, often shouted, is delivered at quickfire breakneck speed, so fast that you have to listen hard s whilst gasping: “did they really say THAT ? ” To the modern ear, the content is uncomfortably close to Jim Davidson doing a midnight show ( complete with a gag about Winston Churchill’s penis) at a holiday camp,, has the brash aplomb of Oscar Wilde and the comic guile of a Shakespeare comedy ( particularly the gender swaps). This is not dated, nor has dated, like a Ray Cooney farce has.


Photo © Sheila Burnett

John Dorney is fabulous as the lusty psychiatrist, Doctor Prentice. Jack Lord exudes supercilious arrogance as the clinic inspector, Doctor Rance, who sees madness in all things. Alex Cardall is magnificent as bell-boy blackmailer, Nicholas Beckett. Somehow he convinces both as a lothario, and lady boy in a slinky leopard-print dress . Jon-Paul Rowden’s bumbling and dutiful Sergeant Match is a delight. While Holly Smith as Mrs Prentice plays the prim and proper neglected wife who longs for a good seeing to, with vim , brio and sassiness, and loves her every minute on stage.

Superficially, there is the. appearance of a standard farce with doors closing and opening, shouting and characters in their underwear. However, as act two develops, so other themes surface . Orton playfully toys with the idea of what madness is in a mad world. His observations on heterosexual and homosexual relationships, and lust generally, are more awkward, particularly the frequent references to pederasty. However you cannot beat a good laugh, and these were plentifully delivered by an excellent cast. Th warning against Royal indiscretions and the perils the middle class faced with a post War labour Government benefitted from their newfound contemporary currency. The warning against Royal indiscretions and the perils the middle class faced with a post War labour Government, delivered with a waspish smile by Holly Smith,   benefitted from their newfound contemporary currency.

A hugely enjoyable and entertaining play and performance. But remember , if you are offended by any of the jokes- it is what Orton would have wanted. Continues until Sat 15th then continues on nationwide tour.

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Yarmageddon 13 in 2024

This was my first experience of this rock festival in a holiday camp, guaranteeing no weather interrupted performances, and food and drink, and toilets on tap.

I offer this as a record rather than as a  review,

On Thursday evening  at:

 8pm  “Mr Spanky &  The Hipthrusters” featuring the wonderful Rev Kenny Petrie whose romp through classic rock covers was well received, and well done ,the ideal festival opener.

9.25 “ Telegram Sam” serviceable but too reliant upon imploring the crowd to Boogie. Not as good as T Rexstacy

10.50pm The Upbeat Beatles who were surprisingly good majoring on their 3 minute hit singles from the early years. You forget what a great pop band they were.

Friday

 12.30pm Money for Nothing, had the thankless task of opening proceedings to a just assembling and hung over crowd. Totally proficient,  but included a sax player – which is anathema to all die hard fans. An odd set list eschewed  the first two albums and Expresso love. Opening with Sultans of Swing and closing with Brothers in Arms. Enjoyable but a mis fire, wrong time slot, wrong running order.

5.40pm Sex Pistols Expose the hour long set exposed the thinness of the Pistols material with a slew of covers unnecessarily thrown in and “ Belsen was a gas” unforgivably given an airing, Just because you can doesn’t men you should. Visually strong, musically adequate, but short of decent material.

9.20 Boot led Zeppelin were magnificent, Great set list, great performance. Awesome.

9.45 Maet Live. A preposterous Meat Loaf tribute which the crowd loved and I didn’t.

Saturday

12.30pm Straighten Out suffered the same challenges as Money for Nothing the day before. An initially thin crowd,  hung over and unresponsive . The  boys compounded this by a lacklustre performance of a set list which on paper should have been  brilliant, but performed,  was insipid. Very disappointing, I would not see them again

1.50pm  Fleetwood  Bac  Outstanding.

The one hour slot was totally insufficient and shamed straighten out by energising the crowd.

3.10 Green Days  I don’t like Green day and enjoyed their tribute clones even less, unlike the rest of the audience, who loved it

4.30 The Kinks Experience. Fronted by an energetic young band they were terrific with a shrewdly chosen mix of the hits and the best  of the rest. Outstanding. They played as if their lives depended upon it.

8.40 Rainbow in Rock. Exceptionally wonderful with a scintillating “Catch the rainbow”.

Sunday

12.30 Sack Sabbath – who cares about the early slot they blew the place apart!

A fantastic weekend full of fantastic music and fantastic people. A special shout out to the stage crew who unbelievably kept the show times on point and the tech working.

The whole point is to experience a smorgasbord of music. Some will be from tributes where you barely remember the originals, some from much anticipated tributes, and some original music. They will delight, frustrate and entertain in unexpected and unequal measure, but will always leave you with a smile on your face.

Roll on 2025

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Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes- Film

An awful new instalment of an old franchise.

The script writer had the month off, as there were so few words spoken, the CGI creators went into overdrive with convincing apes and lush sets

The story was dreadful, a hybrid Western Revenge story with dollops of cod philosophy thrown in. It follows a new group of characters featuring Noa an ape who is learning about the human world and what Caesar was. After his village was attacked by a tyrannical Ape named Proximus. Noa and a human Mae  ( Freya Allen  )  have to work together to help stop him. There are factions between humans and apes and these factions have  confrontations, but it all seems contrived  even though some time has   been spent on the ape’s  culture , traditions, habits and costumes.

But the narrative is desperately slow, the action sequences contrived and pasted together to attempt to create some pace, but even that fails, a generic jeopardy/rescue scene on a bridge is laughable with the cliched  outstretched hand ( think Cliffhanger) risible. Director  Wes Ball echoes the established ape society precepts of fairness, loyalty and communal solidarity slavishly.

A great idea has run out of ideas – avoid.

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Back to Black – Film

 

I was a fan of Winehouse contemporaneously, and still am. Given her  chaotic, controversial career I approached this with trepidation. My verdict? An entertaining watch, but a flawed experience.

Her early years are pretty much bypassed, her first meeting with the notorious , soon to be her  husband Blake Fielder-Civil (Jack O’Connell) doe eyed, rose tinted and gushingly sympathetic- maybe with one eye on a law suit from Fielder

 Marisa Abela is visually convincing as Amy; her relationship with her father less so, Mitch (Eddie Marsan), is  treated sympathetically ( the family endorsed h film and cooperated and his pull on her underplayed. The Camden Town location shots are good. But her death is treated suddenly, perfunctorily and unsatisfactorily

Fans of her music will have enough to enjoy, students of her history will not.

Director Sam Taylor-Johnson’s  focus on Amy’s personal life is entirely speculative –  the role of Mark Ronson  is largely ignored,

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From the  Caribbean  to the Mediterranean

I do not enjoy long flights, and the 8.5 hour o Bridgetown Barbados was made palatable only by the knowledge of our destination. Having arrived in later afternoon , our arrival ws a whirlwind. No passport control no baggage collection- it was packed straight onto the coach .Within 15 minutes we were speeding through largely deserted  streets past wooden and tin shack housing before entering Bridgetown itself and the unremarkable port.

Boarding was quick, easy, and efficient onto Explorer 2

First stop St Lucia where we enjoyed a fabulous day trip organised by an ad hoc facebook group. Stops included a rum tasting, the Pitons ( literally the tits)mountains and the volcanic springs, so hot I passed out afterwards.

 The French dependency   Guadeloupe was next and a shared taxi ride to the beach which was brilliant. A classic Caribbean beach with beach towels I wish I had bought but didn’t and great seafront resturants where I made the mistake of ordering lobster by the helping and not by weight leaving me 100 euros poorer an a lot wiser at the end.

Antigua, an old British colony was last, and it felt very British- without the rain. A lobster boat and beach trip  was particularly memorable

And then six days at sea losing an hour each day, which by the end became tiring before we reached the Azores first Ponta Delgada

Then Horta

Another day at sea

before my first time in Cadiz, a magnificent coastal, maritime city at which I wish we could have spent more time.

Engine problems meant we had to miss our last scheduled stop at messina, Sicily,Italy which was a great shame But all was forgotten for the sail into Dubrovnik which was beautiful followed by an equally scenic drive to the airport.

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From the Mediterranean to the Caribbean

Our adventure started in a still warm Malaga , Spain on 27th Nov 2023.

Our first voyage on Explorer 2. The weather was fine and pleasant enough to sunbathe on the pool deck.

Our first stop was Gibraltar which we had visited twice before, so we disembarked to stretch our legs only, having done the sights before.

We were disappointed to be informed that our scheduled stop at Madeira was cancelled due to industrial action at the port, but delighted to learn that had been replaced with a  visit to Las Palmas Gran Canaria, which we had not visited before.

Having previously turned my nose up at the Canary Islands I was very pleasantly surprised, and impressed.

We had visited Antigua earlier on in the year and were delighted to visit again. It did not disappoint.

This was my first visit to the Dominican Republic, a highly prosperous ex Spanish colony sharing an island with the chaotic and anarchic Haiti. Amber Cove, Puerta Plata was a purpose built cruise stop, and felt it, an artificial commercial stopover. We could have been anywhere and felt like a Florida style Disney creation

Next stop should have been  Grand Turk , an island in the Turks and Caicos Islands, a British Overseas Territory, tropical islands in the Lucayan Archipelago of the Atlantic Ocean and northern West Indies,  the largest island in the Turks Islands. Unfortunately bad weather meant we could not dock there so we proceeded to Ocho Rios Jamaica which I was pleased about as it gave us a full day on an island I had not previously visited.

And finally the magnificent Montego Bay, Jamaica, the highlight of which was an armed escort for our coach through the stationary local traffic to the airport. A marvellous trip the only downsides were losing an hour a day as we headed west- it catches up with you after a week and the long flight home after a short flight to spain.

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Eastern Mediterranean Cruise

Marmaris harbour in the background

We are finally unpacked following our Ottoman odyssey week, our fourth Marella cruise. Here are my thoughts:

Our Gatwick flight was delayed by half an hour, but apart from some seat swapping after a new aircraft was procured it caused no problems. The three and a half hour flight was  bearable and uneventful. but i hate Gatwick.

Dalaman airport physically  impressed, as did its  high prices. The Turks are spending a massive amount of money on infrastructure shaming the Uk’s torpid progress. Security was high reflecting the presence of drones in military hangars on the other side of the airport with Syria, Iraq and Lebanon all within easy flying distance.

I found the 90 minute coach transfer a welcome opportunity to take in my surroundings, mountains, rivers, a flood plain marble quarries and lots and lots of building materials yards.

We were last on Discovery in the Far East, justs pre covid, and seeing her was like greeting an old friend with many happy memories flooding back. Embarkation formalities were lightning fast, we were on board within five minutes of the coach pulling into Marmaris , a place which immediately impressed.

We like sea days, day one gave us a chance to familiarise ourselves with the ship again, take in the evening show and prepare for Istanbul. My decision to pay for a balcony cabin was immediately vindicated  during  a magnificent sail into this wonderful city, having set the alarm to witness the event.

the £4.1 billion new Gallata port cruise terminal

I have been  to Istanbul before, you could visit for a week and jus scratch the surface. In the morning we took in Istanbul Modern the tremendous new gallery dedicated to modern art  opened in May 2023, built on the site of a famous brothel dating back to Genoese times.

The five-story, 10,500 m2 (113,000 sq ft) building was designed by Pritzker Prize-winning architect Renzo Piano, and  has a fabulous terrace restaurant overlooking the Bosphorus. We spent the entire morning there, but could have spent all day.

Thereafter we wandered around the Galata Artistic quarter, full of art and restaurants including this magnificent breakfast before taking a Bosphorus cruise down both sides of the strait for half the price of the ship excursion. A successful day!

Day 3 was a visit to  the island of Bozcaada which I had never heard of before. I love tender visits, although those on the tender whose engine seized as the weather deteriorated probably didn’t!

The island was pretty with brightly painted buildings, quaint side streets and the inevitable castle, and the museum fascinating, we spent longer than we anticipated there as a thunderstorm broke over the island. Memorable for that reason, but half  day sufficed ashore.

Day4 Bodrum was a delight with good weather and loads to see as we walked the front to the castle. A beautiful marina and some nice restaurants too

It was amazing to see Socrates ‘ shop still trading!

Day5  Our first organised tour- to Knossos and a “traditional Cretan village”. Knossos was a delight, only 20 minutes drive, but the 90 minutes spent there was far too brief. The “ traditional Cretan Village” ( I should have guessed)  was a Disney creation adjunct to a hotel complex. The “museum” and “traditional craft” shops were closed, lunch comprised a glass of wine a bit of green salad, some bread and nuts. At £104 for two I felt cheated. We were not the only complainees  at destination services.

Day6 Rhodes was delightful  and the perfect port to wander around at leisure which we did.

Day 7 our return from Marmaris was slick, well organised and uneventful, the closing views delightful

All in all, a wonderful week, the service was excellent, our cabin was fantastic, the food good, we normally dined in 47 and always shared a table to meet new people, the highlight of which was being seated with Rosemary Brown and her husband. Her knowledge is second to none This view at night was worth the balcony money on its own.

The shows were consistently entertaining in the Broadway lounge with the “From Broadway to the West End” show a closing highlight. Sitting close to the front it was apparent that recorded chorus parts were being used together with some guide lead vocals but I don’t think anyone else noticed for a show that was unquestionably a success.

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