Staff Plays 1955-59
| 1955 "The White Sheep of the Family" | |
| Photo contributed by Miss. Ward. Thank you! Left to right the actors are: Mr. Farrar, Miss I. Collins, Mr. Walker, Miss. Kilner, Mr. Hamilton, Miss Elliott, Mr. Owen, Miss Whitworth, Mr. J. Bulley The Dress Rehearsal What is this coming down the corridor, a member of the Queen's Gentlemen or a Diplomatic Courier? No, just Mr. Farrar hiding behind a glaringly loud tie, the ownership of which he vehemently denied - "Good Lord, No!" He comes swinging down, eyes twinkling, bowler hat at a jaunty angle: suddenly, he squeals "like a struck pig", his bowler wobbles precariously over his left ear contemplating the suicidal drop to the ground, then skids round his greased locks and perches on his up-lifted eye-brows. The reason was Mr. Walker. Moustache shorn, hair curling down his neck, and bow-Legged in his tight trousers, he answers Walt's questioning eyes, - now careering round and round, now dashing away to hide - "I feel like a strangled duck in these darned things". With lips tightly pinched, skin stretched taut, and fingers splayed, the actors go to work. Mouths twitch; nostrils contract and dilate; lips, once bloodless, flood crimson as fangs are bared; eyes now mere slits, now start from heads, bulging like over-full coal-sacks (i.e. eyes); not a pretty sight, but not as one would think, the after-effects of murrain or cholera, but just a group of Nature's experiments trying to better themselves, using greasepaint and powder. The effect upon Mr. Leonard was varied; at times, with hands clasped piously before him, he stepped slowly back three paces and gazed longingly and lovingly at his own handiwork; on other occasions, with shielding hands held up before his face, stunned and shocked, he stumbled away to avoid looking at the efforts of some of the actors and actresses. Mr. Owen, bent, seeking in vain for a reflection which he considered did him justice, went in danger of being propelled head-first through the mirror every time the door, opened; whilst Mr. Bulley, towel over his shoulders and eyes red-rimmed, stood glaring, rather like the fighter Jeremy Todd, waiting to enter the fray. After Miss Elliott has recovered from Mr. Collins' pleasing habit of running a cold hairy finger down bare shoulders, she continued casting cursory glances into her own private mirror - requisitioned from the Staff Room and adorned with the "fleur de lis" - and giving surreptitious tugs, up and down, this way and that, on her evening dress, all the while looking guiltily round at the rest of the cast. The Play "The White Sheep of the Family", under the direction of Mr. Leonard, was undoubtedly a huge success. All the actors, from the smallest part to the largest, lived their roles. The scenery of the set, particularly the view from the window, is well worthy of mention: the scenes all proceeded smoothly and only two faults were noticed. Although the audience of Wednesday night were slow to appreciate some of the jokes, audiences of Thursday and Friday were more sympathetic. Finally, judging from a certain person's opinion, the play must have left some impression; "I can see that we shall have to watch our pockets the next time we visit the School". Cast. Mr. Winter - R.W. Hamilton. Mrs. Winter - P. Kilner. Pat - D. Elliott. Peter - C. Owen. Angela Preston - J. H. Whitworth. Mr. Preston - J. Bulley. Sam Jackson - W. Farrar. Janet - I. Collins. The Vicar - A. W. Walker. Three conclusions may be drawn from the Staff Play: Mr. Taylor is highly domesticated - he proved it by washing up without one breal throughout the Play period; Magazine reporters are regarded as the lowest of the low, if one can judge from the questions and remarks thrown in their direction; finally, not only humans seem to like plays. An owl hooted continuously during the greater part of the last Act, and it is to wondered whether it was giving the play its applause or giving it "the bird". | |