I once was walking under the walls of Cardiff Castle with Bernard Bresslaw; we spent a lot of time together before he became ‘starry’ and began to ‘hold court’. Bernard was six feet five. Suddenly he dived violently away from…
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This is the grand finale scene from As You Like It. I can see Ray Llewellyn’s head and shoulders, between two lady’s heads, at the back, a third of the way from the left edge of the photograph. And I’m…
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That’s Paul, second on the left, as Touchstone. It’s how I was meant to look – and then un-look – in minutes. And this is the Olympia Theatre programme, Dublin, where we ended the Season. And you will see that…
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I was Adam, Orlando’s old servant and mentor; he’s seventy-nine. It took me an hour to make myself look like this (I was twenty-one). As curtain-up approached, and Paul Rogers still didn’t show, I was told to undo all of…
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In Part One of my book Are You going to do That Little Jump? I describe a hairy moment at the end of my second season at the Old Vic. I received this letter – out of the blue –…
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I first met Howard Goorney when we were both working with Joan Littlewood’s Theatre Workshop in Stratford, east London. In Part One of Are You Going to do That Little Jump? I describe the weekly Soviet style meetings presided over…
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