25 Years Too Late...

25 Years Too Late...

Thursday, 6 July 1989

In A Lifetime





Gorgeous + Bono’s voice is good.

 

Last nite, I dreamt I was at a disco in a village hall, doing the Conga with about 20 people and feeling pissed off.

 

Tonite, I had a telephone call from Maggie, which was lovely and we talked for ages. 


But was so great that she rang me and it makes my eyes starry.  Wanna know what bugs me?  The fact that she works all week ‘cept Tuesdays and I work all week ‘cept Saturdays and Sundays so we won’t see each other until at least September 5th.  GOD!

 

Simon Lewis was as good as his word.  My copy of the Awards Evening video got here today.  That’s ever-so nice of him, so I’m chuffed.

 





 

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Next time: ‘Happy storms…’

Wednesday, 5 July 1989

Sweetest Natalia



 

I’m on the phone to Natalia right now.  And it’s so sad.  Oh god.  Poor sweetheart.  Sweetest treasure.  Oh, sweetest treasure.  Oh, sweet.

 

OH GOD!

OH GOD!

 

MY FRIEND.  WHY?

 

Poor treasure.

 

Dictated.  Upsetting.  Never see again.

 

Oh, Nat.  I love you and I feel so bad about it all for you.

 

Later:

 

‘Aldebaran’ – Enya



 

NATALIA

 

I rang her today and it’s so sad.  She’s had a harrowing time and my heart is with her.  Love you, Nat.

 





 

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Next time: ‘In a lifetime…’

Tuesday, 4 July 1989

The Larry Goodgirl Case


'Days' - Kirsty MacColl

 
THE LARRY GOODGIRL CASE

 


Well, today, all those selected witnesses (AYE!) in favour of Mr Goodgirl remaining as Head of Drama at NORCAT, i.e.: Ritcherd Winterfood, Daniel Abbott (plus his brother and his mum), Donna Davidson (who drove all the way from Cirencester), Peter Conti (a fellow student + friend of Larry), and Darren Marsh, met at the Abbott house in King’s Lynn.

 

Donna drove me to College, in her open-top Triumph, where I dumped my folders off at the Drama office.  They weighed a bastard ton.  I’m rambling now…

 

At 1pm, we went to Plaxtole House – the College hall of residence – and were put in a room with ‘the opposition’, and only a partition between us.  By ‘the opposition’, I mean: NIGEL CAMERON, NATALIE PALMER, RHODA BAKER, TOM + JOHN GRAY, and (I can’t help REALLY fancying this one, I don’t know why) DORRIE ROBBINS.  All ‘cept John have left Tech now.

 

Apparently, Tom had said to P. Conti that if he or Jonny B turned up to the hearing (Jonny B actually didn’t), then he’d eventually nack ‘em.  I was hoping he’d threaten me.  I love that sort of thing.  If he ever did I’d cack his brains out.

 

Well, they were all in suits and we had jeans on!  They had piles + piles of speeches + statements.  We were relying simply on our memories.

 

BUT WORST OF ALL… they had brought their parents along, which actually annoyed the College authorities as this hadn’t been negotiated.

 

Anyway, the system was that we’d all be called in on an individual basis to make statements.

 

Larry was, of course, called first.  The panel consisted of the Principal, governors and solicitors.

 

We didn’t see this, but whilst he was in there, they read all the submitted written statements out + then made sure all the correct and negotiated witnesses were present.

 

Then the panel called for the first of those AGAINST.  I think this was Nigel Cameron, who went in with his dad (and boy, did we pull the piss out of him between ourselves).  But the panel objected to the presence of his dad, as this hadn’t been negotiated.  They asked Mr Cameron to leave.  He refused to leave so the panel then asked them both to leave.

 

The panel then called for a different OPPOSITION witness, but they all refused to go in without a parent, so the panel held a recess.

 

Following the recess, the panel called for another witness OPPOSITION, but Mr Cameron proclaimed that ‘None of these students will go in there without a parent’.

 

As things were being done to the letter of the law, the legal mouthpiece of the panel said, ‘You either do this our way – as previously negotiated by all parties – or we don’t do it at all.’

 

‘None of these students are going in there without a parent,’ replied Mr Gray.  ‘We demand it.’

 

(It all looked a bit pathetic to me.)

 

30 minutes passed with the same to-ing and fro-ing until the panel held another recess.

 

Out the window, we saw Larry walking to his car and then driving off as his representative came out to us and said, ‘Well, that’s it.  We’ve completed the hearing.’

‘But none of us have spoken,’ said Daniel.

‘Don’t worry.  It’s over now.  Larry’ll tell you what happened.’

 

So we met up with Larry and he told us that the OPPOSITION kids had threatened to withdraw their evidence or something if they weren’t allowed to take their parents in.  It seemed to be an attempt at manipulating or perhaps even threatening the panel.  That kind of bullying tactic seems to have run throughout this whole sham, usually from the arrogant, bully-ish Camerons.

 

Larry, representing himself (because his Union was on strike), was willing to fight every step of the way and have we, his witnesses, heard, but the panel told him it wouldn’t be necessary.  The panel, it seems, felt they were being played and being made to look foolish – their time was being wasted, in effect.  Like me, they probably found the whole approach of the OPPOSITION lot somewhat immature.  Therefore, the panel felt that perhaps the allegations stemmed from a similar kind of immaturity and could not be relied upon.  Thus, Larry was re-instated and the allegations made against him dismissed!

 

So Larry is back!  And I’ve never enjoyed seeing people with egg all over their faces quite so much!  Larry is back!  WOOOGH!

  

On top of all this, Larry tells me I’ve got a choice of WORK PLACEMENTS next year.  A choice of – Ha-ha! – working with writers on a TV project or acting with a – PHWOARGH! – professional company!

 

IF HE GETS IT SORTED, THAT IS…

 

Larry’s hoping to put on a production of MANSFIELD PARK by Jane Austen in the new term.  He says he wants me to have a SIZEABLE role in the project.

 

He also says ‘TV writing is GO!’, so hopefully we’ll be doing that together, whatever it is…

 

DANIEL’s hoping to do Rocky Horror again at KLCA in September – as a paid gig.  He’s asked me to Stage Manage again and I certainly shall if it comes off.  He still wants me to play RIFF RAFF, but doesn’t want to hurt Jamie’s feelings.  I hadn’t the heart to tell him that I’m sure Jamie is far better suited to it than me.

 

ANYWAY – Daniel and I are hoping to get together next year on a project that will give Jolene Morse her biggest role so far: that of ‘Sugar’ in a stage production of SOME LIKE IT HOT.

 

Not that it’ll happen, but

WOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!





 

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Next time: ‘Sweetest Natalia…’

Monday, 3 July 1989

My Innersence


‘My Innersence’ – Baby Ford



 

Oh aye, I rang Simon Lewis today and asked if it might be possible to get a copy of the Awards Ceremony video to reach me by Friday morning for when I go to Yorkshire.  I’d like to show it to Flash.  He’s going to do his best.

 





 

[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]

 

Next time: ‘The Larry Goodgirl Case…’

Sunday, 2 July 1989

Return of the King


‘Doctorin’ the TARDIS’ – The Timelords



 


 

I’ve read it!  I started reading it in 1984, got distracted + wanted to read it so many times since + finally got around to it this year.  But GOD!  It’s a fantastic, consistent and beautiful work.  I’ve finished it and it’s incredible.

 

Well done, JR Hart---

 

I mean, erm, JRR Tolkien.  Ahem.

 





 

[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]

 
Next time: ‘My Innersense…’

Saturday, 1 July 1989

Rudderless


‘The Voice’ – John Farnham




The day began pretty much after we left the Awards Evening, with Jonny Badcock, Jodie Ratcliffe, Natalie Palmer, Daniel Abbott, Josh Wilde and me staying in Sally Watson’s room. 

 

Of course, Sally was sandwiched between myself and Jonny.  Daniel + Natalie were on the floor, Jodie was on top of the bed and Josh was in the corner.

 

Well, of course Daniel + Natalie got off with each other, and we all saw and watched Natalie’s rather nice breasts as Daniel massaged them with cucumber oil.  I even saw her pussy between her legs as she bent over the sink which was very nice.

 

As the lights went out, we on the bed were all fondling each other.  Sally was touching my penis and Jodie was fondling my bottom.  I was fondling Sally’s breasts and Jonny was fondling anything he could get his hands on.  After about an hour of fondlage ecstasy, Jodie left to stay in Double D Davidson’s room and we all slept.

 

BUT Sally later told Donna that in the nite as we all innocently slept, she had gone down on Jonny.

 

I came back to Wisbech today as we all said our goodbyes for the summer.

 

What a year.

 

Later:

 

7.20pm

 

‘Separate Lives’ – Phil Collins & Marilyn Martin



 


 

Everything feels so terminal.  Now that things are over.  Over and done for some time yet to come.  Especially when you know that all your good friends, all the people you depend on, won’t be around for another nine weeks at least; the idea that one, as a fully-fledged member of what has become a fantastic team, will be sectioned off from those one daily lives alongside, is a terrifying thought.

 

Later:

 

‘Storms In Africa pt. 2’ – Enya

o:p>

 

Oh god.  How I wish I were in Richmond.  At Ellerton Lodge or something.  I could run outside into the damp summer air.  I could race up the hill and embrace the happiness, clamber across the grass and watch the sheep mooching around the empty church.  Beauty.

 

It’s now approaching 9pm.  And the sun is setting over Wisbech St Mary.  Looking through the window, I see the sun falling slowly into the trees, into the silhouetted church.  A pale orange sky over dark green fields.  Mist rises from the dykes.

 

I am glad I live here.

 



It should be worth watching (and saving).

 


 

Later:

 

I almost cried earlier.  When I realised it was no longer June and that July is now upon us.  We’re into the second half of the year.

 

I hope my holiday with Flash will be good.  Work, I shall + money will be earned.  Roll on August 19th (approx.).

 





 

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Next time: ‘Return of the King…’

Friday, 30 June 1989

The Awards Evening


‘The Motive’ – Then Jerico



 

People have said my new hayre is really nice.

 

Today, Daniel and I went to The Duke’s Head Hotel and began to set everything up for the evening’s (£8.50 per head) meal and awards.  And, apart from loads of hassle over where the band (They Say) would go and where the disco would go, we did quite well.

 

Later, we went to Daniel’s where we changed and I wore some fantastic black tie stuff: dinner jacket, wing-collar shirt, bow-tie, black trousers (quite baggy in a cool way), black shoes and my white spats.  I think I look the best I’ve looked in years, especially with my hair gelled back.  I felt ‘very good’.

 

This evening, we all had a fantastic time. 

 

We began with dinner which was great, followed by proper awards, handed out by Damaris Grenfell from the KLCA/Fermoy Centre.  And, as voted for by my peers, I won two awards: Best Set Design (Macbeth) and Best Playwright (The Chinese Play).  I was also nominated in loads of other categories (Best Director, Best Actor and Best Sound Operator).  

 

Larry was with us and he gave a rousing speech about how far we had all come and how far some of us would still be going next year – under his tutelage, he vowed, which had us all cheering and whooping (well, most of us!).  The clapping almost refused to cease.  Even TS2 applauded, perhaps sensing the reality of a room full of people that love him.  

 

Afterwards, They Say played a set (including some Rocky Horror stuff), then, after I read out Julian’s message of love and thanks to everyone for a brilliant year, we had the silly awards.  In the humorous dept. I was nominated in Sexiest Male and Best Stage Snog (with Donna Davidson – for Macbeth).

 

We all had a fantastic evening – and I even arranged a satellite link with Berwin Groomstool (for 'all those at the Puke's Head, heh-heh, gerrit?') which seemed to go down well – and everyone got totally and utterly pissed.  Afterwards, Jonny, Jodie, Daniel and Natalie (back together) and Josh Wilde stayed at Sally Watson’s + played ‘sexies’…

 

‘It’s Alright’ – Pet Shop Boys



 

God, despite the unhappy circumstances of late, it is sad to see (some of) TS2 leave.  I’ll miss them.  Josh Wilde, splintered and befriended.  John + Tom Gray, who have, indeed, been good friends to me at times.  Dorrie Robbins who I didn’t always get on with, but I do love.  Rhoda Baker, Natalie Palmer and Bianca White – my wonderful witches – farewell!  And Simon Lewis too, who isn’t even doing Drama – of any kind – all the very best.

 

The thought that there will now be a new TS1 is actually quite disturbing.  Worse still – and this has only just occurred to me – there’s going to be a new and no doubt quite competitive BTEC/Performing Arts 1.  I hope my group will strive to grow and do even better next year; we can’t rest on our laurels.  I refuse to believe that there will EVER be a better Performing Arts group than ours.

 

But when shall I see them all again?  Well, a long time from now.  I hope all the old faces will return next year (some have said they might not). 

 

Ah, life is a beautiful + wondrous thing.  I shall miss enjoying it without my friends though.

 

Tonite, drunkenly walking along with Jonny + Daniel in the hard-hitting torrential rain.  Eating kebabs, courtesy of Daniel, and just having a good laugh.  Dancing with Jonny who yells, ‘Move over to Simone Vevrier!’  Giving Larry a bag of rotten samphire.  Seeing the gleeful faces receive their awards.  A whole department having fun again: happy and united.

 

Today was good.  For all of us, I hope.

 

I think I rang Flash tonite.  I’m not sure.

 

God, the Awards Ceremony went so well.

 

Interesting Facts:

DONNA DAVIDSON confessed to me at the Ceremony that, apparently, from Sept ’88 to Easter ’89 she had constantly fancied me.  God.  I never realised, did I?  Probably obvious, but, crikey, I didn’t notice it because – I guess – I wasn’t looking for it.

 

There are more interesting facts to come, including: Daniel Abbott’s confession; why Donna Davidson got off with Flash at Christmas; what Jonny did after the Awards Ceremony…

 

Later:

 

‘Voodoo Ray’ – A Guy Called Gerald



 

Oh aye, someone’s leaked Larry’s ‘trial’ thing to the EDP which is unfair.

 

Anyway, where was I?

 

Donna ‘Dave’ Davidson wanted me over Christmas, and at New Year in Ciren, she got off with Flash not simply because she liked him a lot but also because he was the only other person she’d met who was anything like me.  It was the closest she felt she could get.

 

DANIEL ABBOTT’S CONFESSION

He told me he wished I’d played ‘Riff Raff’.  Isn’t that sweet?

 





 

[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]

 

Next time: ‘Rudderless…’