|Author||BREEZE, TONY - Other Plays by this Author - Contact Author|
|Synopsis||There are some things in life we don't talk about and one is suicide. The play opens in darkness as we see three men in overalls searching with torches for something on a railway line - they could be railway workers, they could be refuse collectors, but they are not. They are in fact police officers at the scene of an horrific suicide. How do you cope with such a task? They each have their own way of coping with the trauma and the worst affected is their sergeant who doesn't have the courage to look into the bag, even when goaded by one of his brutish constables. Forced to stay there for the night they build a camp fire and as dawn breaks a child appears who has run away from home - he wants to know what's in the bag ....
(based on events from the author's past experiences)|
|Cast||3m + 1 juv (minimum 4)|
One obnoxious Pc, one Christian Pc, one sergeant disillusioned with Police duties, child
|Production||First produced in Peebles, Scotland|
|Status||Available for performance|
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Having grown up in Sunderland, in the north-east of England, Tony went to Nottingham to train as a drama teacher. He taught for two years then came to a crossroads in his life when he realized that he'd spent the majority of his early years in educational establishments and was faced with another forty years of doing the same. Naively wanting to "do good for society," he decided to take a look at the world outside and enrolled in the local police force but after a few years of working shifts and seeing the gritty realities of life on the outside, he was in need of a creative outlet and began writing plays, two of which were published by New Playwrights Network of Macclesfield. Whilst still in the police he continued to to act and write and following a long career in amateur drama, at the age of forty, he was still feeling the "call of the greasepaint" when he wondered if he could follow his heart and change course again. He was working at the time as a sergeant at a Police Training Centre near Coventry and without telling his colleagues, he applied for an audition for a place on an acting course at The Poor School in London, learned two pieces by heart and after several auditions on the day, was the only one of his group to be offered a place. However, faced with the actual decision, he then felt unable to "walk through the door into the other world" due to the practicalities of teenage children, mortgage payments,steady salary, etc. Having reluctantly turned his back on a professional acting career he was forced to return to the strict militaristic world of the police training centre where keen, short-haired, young officers were marched around the Parade Ground by the drill sergeant to the strains of John Philip Sousa. With a Law Degree, Inspector's exams and many years experience under his belt, he again applied for promotion but was again turned down. Totally frustrated with his lack of career progress, he then turned for personal fulfillment to his writing and after two years of living away from home in the military-style environment, while his colleagues were out one night on a trip to the local brewery, he used the aging photocopier without permission to make some copies of his latest creation (a caring monologue about a lonely old lady talking to her dead husband called "Bill"). He was suspected by a passing Inspector and the powers-that-be informed. When challenged the next day as to what he'd been doing in the photocopier room, he thought that honesty was the best policy and told the truth, hoping for clemency. Instead, the Commandant, Vic Hopkins, due to the perceived seriousness of the transgression, had his room searched and placed him under house arrest in his bedroom for the whole day while they carried out a full investigation amongst the rest of the staff. They let him go home for the weekend, (perhaps to think about his offence) and subsequently put him before an internal disciplinary panel before sending him back to his own force in Nottingham. Tony is extremely pleased to be able to say that he later had to return to the city of Coventry to see one of his plays being performed by The Criterion Players (unfortunately not "Bill" which was performed later elsewhere). In the year 2,000 another of his scripts, "My Brother's Keeper," was chosen from 150 entries for the final round of the Pittsburgh New Play Festival and later published by Pieter Vink Publishers in Holland and Belgium. His other plays have now been performed in England, Scotland, Wales, South Africa and Australia, winning several awards for the groups who have performed them. His motto is now: "Nil illegitimae carborundum!" because, as he learned to his cost at the end of his police career, there were still one or two illegitimae about in uniforms who professed one thing publicly then bullied people in private behind office doors. However, the pen, they say, is mightier than the sword and he is hoping to be able to use one of these individuals as a template for a character in a future play about bullying in the work environment.