1978 THE CRUCIBLE
Ezekiel Cheever / also as DSM
Hornchurch Queen's Theatre: John Bleasdale
[ * denotes that Graham Hoadly both understudied and played this character]
By W.S. Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan
Opera della Luna
Covent Garden Festival HMS President; Newbury Corn Exchange; Exeter Northcott; Cardigan Theatre Mwldan; Brecon Theatre Mwldan; Chipping Norton The Theatre; Ipswich New Wolsey; Kirkcaldy Adam Smith; Berwick upon Tweed The Maltings; Richmond Georgian Theatre Royal; Hexham Queens Hall; Whitley Bay Playhouse; Horsham Arts Centre; Tunbridge Wells Trinity; Wellingborough The Castle; Aberystwyth Arts Centre; Hereford The Courtyard; Tewksbury The Roses; Abergavenny Borough Theatre; Buxton Opera House; Chelmsford Civic; Canterbury Gulbenkian; Camberley Arts Link; Bexhill on Sea De La Warr; Cheltenham Bacon Theatre.
Little Buttercup - Julia Goss / Gay Soper / Louise Crane
Bill Bobstay - John Barr / Martin George / Richard Woodall
Dick Deadeye - Graham Hoadly
Ralph Rackstraw - Paul Darnell / Joseph Shovelton / Robert Irons
Captain Corcoran - Carl Sanderson / Garth Bardsley
Trevor Connor / Ian Belsey
Josephine - Rebecca Knight / Fiona Dunn /
Sarah Ryan / Lesley Cox
Hebe - Paula Seal / Kirsty Hoiles
Sir Joseph's Sister - Julia Goss / Gay Soper / Louise Crane
Sir Joseph's Aunt - Graham Hoadly
Sir Joseph Porter KCB - David Timson
Director & Musical Director - Jeff Clarke
Choreographer - Jenny Arnold
Designer - Graham Wynne
Lighting Designer - Guy Dickens
“ … Rather than the usual pulchritudinous pack of crinolined cousins sisters and aunts, we had just one of each, the latter played in drag with sharp relish by the talented Graham Hoadly. He exemplified the horror of those aunts fixed for ever by P.G. Wodehouse;
‘It is no use telling me that there are bad aunts and good aunts, they are all alike … sooner or later out pops the cloven hoof’.
That the same actor doubled as the physically and mentally twisted Dick Deadeye, is a tribute to his skill and the director’s ingenuity …”
Peter Lewis; Hexam Courant
“ … not since the heady days of John Reed have I heard an audience laugh so much at Sir Joseph’s dialogue. Splendid as David Timson is, Graham Hoadly is practically priceless …”
Kevin Chapple; The Gilbert and Sullivan Society
“ … it is ultimately Graham Hoadly who steals the show, both as the irascible Dick Deadeye and the First Lord’s extraordinary aunt …”
Roger Jones; Gloucestershire Echo
“ … Baldrick and Lady Bracknell in one evening?
A chance not given to many actors, but seized gleefully by Graham Hoadly in Opera della Luna’s sparkling pocket Pinafore … doubling Deadeye with a formidable aunt was just one ingenious example of making virtue of necessity …”
Michael Gray; Chelmsford Weekly News
“ … adding to the fun is a spot of cross dressing with girls as sailors and a great switch from Graham Hoadly who is the limping Dick Deadeye and Sir Joseph Porter’s stout aunt with a roving eye …”
D.H.; Ipswich Evening News
“ … Graham Hoadly, a truly fearsome Dick Deadeye, pops up briefly in drag as the First Lord’s aunt …”
Peter Hepple; The Stage 24 May 2001
“ … Graham Hoadly, not only a revolting, repulsive Dick Deadeye, turned into a cross between Mrs Doubtfire and Mole as the aunt – provoking much laughter …”
Caroline Franklin; Newbury
“ … the admirable Graham Hoadly was a nasty-looking Dick Deadeye as well as formidable aunt …”
Peter Hepple; The Stage 8 June 2000
Another one Jeff Clarke's inspirations - HMS Pinafore with a cast of eight!
It worked splendidly and I got to play a tour de force as Dick Deadeye and Sir Joseph Porter's Aunt. This entailed very quick changes, and I'm sure the show backstage was livelier than that onstage at times!
The cast list above reflects the fact that some parts were played by different performers at certain theatres.
We played this piece at many venues, but I will never forget the terrible heat on board HMS President when we presented the show as part of the Covent Garden Festival. A horrible, sweaty memory!
I also recall the first time we did the show - on board the QE2.
In the lift the following day, an elderly American lady passenger accosted me. She, alas, was not - and had never been - a beauty. She had seen the show the night before and congratulated me on my performance:
"My mother," she ventured with a gravely, witch-like voice "was in HMS Pinafore - when I was a girl"
"Oh," I replied, politely "what a co-incidence! As Sir Joseph Porter's Aunt?"
"NO!" she rasped "As DICK DEADEYE!"