
I went to bed that night rather excited about everything the next day had in store for us, the people we would meet, and our first performance at the Jersey Opera House.
A morning at HMP La Moye.

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Inside HMP La Moye |
Our stint in the prison was already attracting a fair amount of local media attention, so although unexpected i wasn't surprised to see that halfway through the workshop a BBC camera crew walked in and proceeded to film some of the exercises (with the prisoners consent) and conduct interviews with a couple of the guys. It was fascinating to see some of the local coverage discussing whether the prisoners were 'deserving' of this kind of workshop. The play began to feel especially pertinent as the age old argument about punishment versus rehabilitation reared it's head.
You can have a look at the coverage on the links here:
BBC JERSEY Channel TV news
I think it's fair to say we all saw a something of our characters in the prisoners we met. It was so good to have time to chat to some of the guys afterwards and to get an insight into how they'd ended up here and what their hopes were for the future. At the end of the workshop, a man named Dave (who you'll see in the interview) stuck his hand up. "I just want to say we all thought this morning was just a chance to get a bit of time off work. But it's been really enjoyable. I think we'll all take something away from what we've done today." That felt good. It was just a shame we couldn't go back and perform the whole play for them. I know we'd all have liked to.
Performing at The Opera House.
The Jersey Opera House is a beautiful old theatre, originally built in 1868, with a stunning auditorium crowned with huge sparkling chandelier. It really is a gorgeous stage to look out from, and could easily be compared in appearance to a West End theatre.

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Chris and Phil wonder which way is out. |
On Sunday we got up at the crack of dawn and headed to the airport fearful that after 2 days of heavy fog and numerous plane and ferry cancellations we may have been island bound for longer than planned. Fortunately, after just a 2 hour hour delay we took to skies, looking ahead to our next ventures to the somewhat less continental Newbury and Peterborough!
Something about Mary: Meeting Timberlake!
On Sunday evening, fresh from the plane, I attended a wonderful talk at the Freud Museum hosted by Timberlake Wertenbaker with actress Dame Harriet Walter. It was thrilling to see Timberlake in the flesh, she's a striking women, elegant but with a wild mop of white tightly curled hair and intriguing french/trans Atlantic accent. I was fascinated to hear her talk a little about her career so far, her time working with Max Stafford-Clark, and her thoughts on the relationship between writing and devising. The main body of the talk revolved around her fascination with the actors process of physically and psychologically inhabiting a character. Timberlake had decided to interview Harriet Walter as part of her research into this subject, and she described the actress as unique in her ability to read a writers mind, This was something that became extremely pertinent when Harriet was creating the role of Biddy in Timberlake's Three Birds Alighting on Field. Harriet described giving life to a character as a two way process. It's the writer who has the incredible task of imagining a person who doesn't yet exist, seeing them in their mind, hearing the words this person could speak, and writing them down. The actor then sees those words and takes the job of physically embodying that person and giving them life. It's a beautiful, almost spiritual image. Harriet talked with wonderful depth and clarity about her approach to the work, her innate ability from a young age to mimic and attempt physically inhabit people she would see in the street. "We only have one life, I'm often told, but some like me make a living out of resisting that fact."
For me the one inspirational nugget I took away was Harriet's mantra before stepping on stage. She looks at herself in the mirror and says "This could be me". I love the directness of that, as a mantra. It's certainly something I try to think about when playing Mary. It means that no character you ever play is beyond reach. It seems particularly poignant after meeting the prisoners this week. Everyone is a creature of consequence. So to put myself in Mary's shoes, if I was so horrendously poor, and had no family left able to support me, why wouldn't I steal to survive? Why couldn't I end up falling so deeply in love that I'd want my sweethearts name tattooed on my thigh? Why wouldn't the pangs of starvation lead me to end up selling myself to someone better off? It's a human instinct to make quick judgements about people. We do it in order to survive. We meet someone and think I don't like her, he's friendly, that man looks suspicious, they seem trustworthy and so on. When approaching a character I have to almost remove that instinct I have when meeting someone for the first time. If in rehearsals I'd made judgements on Mary based on my own lifestyle, or personality, or moral code I'd never be able to really understand why she behaves the way she does in the play. Why she takes the actions she takes. The action that springs to mind is when Ralph announces their first born girl shall be named after his wife Betsey. I had to think hard about Mary and her situation to get away from what my modern day reaction would be to Ralph upon this announcement. Probably a slap in the face! But Mary is silent. I have to think about why she chooses not to speak - whether it's anger, or bafflement, or (perhaps hard to imagine by modern day standards) simply a quiet acceptance.
It's always easy to think "Yes, but I'd never do that". We have to imagine that we are all capable of any human action given a certain set of circumstances.
I remember one day in the green room in Basingstoke talking to a few of the actor's about their methods and approaches to acting. Adam Best, who plays Ross and Ketch, summed up his mantra perfectly: "Nothing human is alien to me".
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