I don't have a picture of Sooty at the Garrick, so here's a totally fake one of me doing some writing. Courtesy of Ken Boyter, (left, with a moustache.) |
Luckily, I wasn't alone in The Creative Process. Once again, like old times, me and that fellow from Doctor Who: A Natural History of Fear gathered around Richard's notepad in Cheltenham and told awful jokes about Mo from t'market and choux pastry, (okay - I told awful jokes.) And after eight hours, Mr C handed me a dozen pages of scribblings and officially commissioned me to tranform them into an hour-long theatre script. "Darling, thank you!"
Credit where credit's due - most of the ideas in it aren't mine. Richard normally comes to me and Wink with a rough idea of what he wants and we help him to 'flesh it out' with meat, bones and, yes, cod. I suppose my main contribution is to the dialogue, ('cracking' word jokes, yep, and bad ones), and I help to give the thing some structure and pace. Yes, this play will move, but hopefully the audience won't. Oh and there are songs too. Original songs 'what we wrote'! See you at Christmas Number One, Mr Cowell, the Facebook campaign starts here.
So, if you find yourselves anywhere near the Garrick Theatre in London this Christmas, do drop in and see our mutual teddy bear friend. There's a present for every child apparently, with Norman Barrett, (the bird man: http://sooty.wikia.com/wiki/Norman_Barrett), Father Christmas, (http://bit.ly/sLMcZs) and a surprise, (http://bit.ly/u5CIAo)!
There are more details on performance dates / times here: http://www.thesootyshow.com/live.php But for now, so long, and thanks for, umm, all the fish...