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Tuesday, 12 September 2017


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"Just reading his obit leaves you feeling exhausted, not only for the colossal range of his non-stop theatre work around the world but also for his love life which encompassed several wives and numerous children - how do these guys do it?

Dunno about the theatre stuff, but the second part is not too difficult, to be honest.

I trust you are not speaking from experience, 'W', because if you are then you are a very naughty boy!

Well, the number of children equals the number of wives in my case!

More stupidity than naughtiness, I'm sorry to say.

I won't opine about wives; I am not suicidal. As far as children are concerned, they are not always the joy they are cracked up to be.

Grandchildren are generally easier to cherish. No experience with great grandchildren, but I am hoping to eventually find out.

Interesting tribute and a good point about Shakespearean verse. Sir Peter was born in Bury St Edmunds, and in the local paper today (the East Anglian Daily Times) he is quoted as saying that at the age of 14 he broke into the Greene King barrel store and "discovered a forgotten theatrical wonderland. 'It made a huge impression on me,' he said, 'I can still remember quite clearly the ghostly atmosphere, the cob-webs and the half-light coming from where I had broken in. The plasterwork was filthy, dust covered everything but there was something quite magical about it.'" In 2004, he agreed to become President of the Bury St Edmunds' Theatre Royal (successful) restoration appeal.

Despite being born in Suffolk, he was not a countryman, and when he directed Ronald Blythe's Akenfield, he said to Blythe: 'You must be my eyes. I can't tell the difference between wheat and barley.'

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