Martins Bank
Players (North Eastern) in The Amorous Prawn by Anthony Kimmins
Staged:
10 to ? November 1963 at The Little Theatre Gateshead
To have FIVE amateur dramatic and/or operatic groups all with
healthy memberships is an amazing achievement for the Staff of Martins
Bank. In the North East, Martins Bank
Players (North Eastern) stage regular productions to rival and often emulate
those put on by their counterparts the Cicala Players in London and the
Argosy Players in Liverpool. 1963 is an important year for Martins Bank, as
it marks four hundred years since the establishment of a banking business in
Lombard Street, London, by Sir Thomas Gresham.
For their Autumn Production, the
North Eastern Players choose a three-act comedy – The Amorous Prawn. It seems no topic is off limits to these
adventurous actors and actresses, and if a comedy CAN
include The War Office, American atomic weapons
testing AND fishing (?),
this one really DOES!
The North Eastern Players also have a secret weapon when it comes to those
who produce their plays, in the form of Nora Wilkie who, with The Amorous
Prawn is in charge of her eighth or ninth stint at producer. With her husband as stage-manager, Nora is
credited with “a lively production”- Martins Bank Magazine takes up the
story…
TITLES of plays, like those of films and
books, are so often misleading that they no longer arouse comment. Anthony
Kimmins, however, in naming his three-act comedy was, it seems, prepared to
admit to a somewhat fishy plot. The scene throughout is the living room of
Glenmally House, Argyll, the official residence of the General Officer
Commanding, North Western District. The G.O.C., dismayed by the
disinclination of the War Office to assist with his 'removal expenses' on
his impending retirement, sets off to study atom tests in America, leaving
his wife and staff in residence. The General, played by Bill Surtees, began
as a somewhat Blimpish character, but departed from the scene fairly early
in the play, having first ensured that the audience would feel sympathetic
to his plight.
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Left to right: Bill and Gwen Surtees, Stephen Fitters,
Robin Hunt, Donald Sargeant, Donald
Thompson, Jimmy Lindsay and Sylvia King
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From that point the goings-on become fishier and fishier. The General's
wife, played convincingly and charmingly by Gwen Surtees in her first
appearance on the stage, is not the sort to let the War Office escape what
she regards as a fair responsibility and, conveniently inspired by a letter
addressed to the previous tenant, Prawn, which cannot be redirected,
proceeds to turn the residence unobtrusively into an exclusive guest house—with fishing as additional bait—to earn the money which she
feels is her and her husband's due. At this point we had already
encountered the 'fly' Corporal Sydney Green, responsible for the General's
house staff of four.
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Jimmy Lindsay, complete with cockney accent, made an
immediate impact with his plausibly smart and soldier-like manner which
could be switched on or off at will. His was a difficult part calling not
only for a real sense of comedy but for split second timing in gestures,
expression and repartee and, while one expected him to fall foul of
authority at any moment in his unaccustomed role of butler, one felt
hugely relieved that he got away with it. Pat
Johnson and Sylvia King, as the two WRAC members of the General's staff,
who became ladies out of uniform as housemaid and chambermaid, did very
well as foils and Sylvia King had a chance to shine as the pert,
flirtatious 'honey', relentlessly hunted by one of the American visitors. Of the
remaining army staff, Peter Prest's Private Albert Muggins, turned gillie
for the rich Americans, was a likeable portrayal of the 'old sweat',
disillusioned and regimented to the point where his reaction to anything
unusual is to spring to attention and say 'sah!' His big moment, when,
wearing the General's hat and distinctly the worse for drink, he recited
Kipling's 'If, was a masterpiece.
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Below:
Bill and Gwen Surtees, Jimmy Lindsay, Peter Prest, Gordon Fidler,
Pat
Johnson and Sylvia King
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Many people can 'play' drunk but few can successfully
'act' drunk. Private Willie Maltravers, cook turned chef (and what a
waste of culinary wizardry his army life had been!) was most amusingly
put over by Gordon Fidler.
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Right: Gordon Fidler, Pat Johnson and Sylvia King
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We were relieved to meet him later
and find that his prissy stage manner was, in fact, adopted and not, as
we had feared, the result of the Bank installing Baby Sellings in staff
rest-rooms. These five army characters in civilian garb coped with and
duped Sam Goulansky, a pathologically woman-conscious American angler
played with restrained lechery by Donald Thompson, and Larry Hoffman his
cheerful, easy-going, mom-conscious, fellow salmon-chaser, played by
Donald Sargeant, of whom we could have seen more. Alas, Larry's
aspirations for the General's wife were halted abruptly by the Prawn's
arrival at the guest house and by the General's unexpected return. That
circumstances had to be contrived to make the General an accomplice did
not detract from the amusement, yet, when it was revealed that the Prawn
was in reality the Secretary of State for War, with a bogus wife in the
background, the comedy could have degenerated into farce. However,
Stephen Futers as the Prawn proved to be a crafty, humourless piece of
work. His disreputable goings-on thus brought out the best in Bill
Surtees' General and, in the last act, he grew both in military and moral
stature. He proved to be a pretty good chap and with the help of his wife
who, with her plans awry, turned womanlike to righteous indignation,
finally won the day. There was one
other character—Uncle Joe, the salmon poacher. We had
heard of him. We even heard bloodhounds after him but, in the way of true
poachers, he kept out of sight until the very last moment and even then,
he had nothing to say.
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Poor Robin Hunt! Nora
Wilkie ably produced a lively show, which was stage-managed by her husband,
and the cast made the most of the hilarious situations. Altogether a most
enjoyable evening.
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