Wednesday, 17 September 2014

"Oh But My Darling, You Must Have The Money!"



WEIGH-IN WEDNESDAY

Well, good news to report this week, hurrah! A loss of 2lbs which  shatters
the plateau-gateau and brings me back to my "Emily's Wedding Goal Weight" of 70lbs
loss (of 5 Stone) A further 5lbs loss and I'm going to need another Certificate,
so start designing soon! What a relief!!


LORD RICHARD ATTENBOROUGH


1923-2014

In 1987 I was living in the Cotswolds and on returning from the School Run 
on a dark, damp winter afternoon,  I was greeted with the news,  that later that week
I was going to be somewhere very hot. My Agent had called to tell me that I had
been offered a small role in Richard Attenborough's Film: 




"CRY FREEDOM"

This was the story of a South African journalist Donald Woods,  played by Kevin Kline, who is forced to flee the country after attempting to investigate the death in custody of his friend the activist Steve Biko, played by Denzel Washington. I had been offered the role by Susie Figgis,
the Casting Director. She had been entrusted by Attenborough to cast all the smaller roles without
him either meeting or knowing the actors involved. It was up to her to cast these small parts with
actors she believed in. The part I was offered was a South African
Policeman with a couple of lines. This was always one of my biggest fears. As a child I'd had a 
stammer - but I always wanted to be an actor (!!) a slightly tricky profession if you have a stammer.
At Drama School I had found that even though I stammered at the start of rehearsals of a play, as
time went by,  I gained more confidence and as I learnt my lines the stammer disappeared. It also
helped if the part was a big one - I could get lost with in the role. With just a couple of lines,
there was no where to hide - the spotlight would be well and truly on me! The other problem
-  I wouldn't know the lines until I landed in South Africa. Then I would know if I could say
them easily or whether I would have a problem. 




After a long flight and a short one I landed in Gweru,
Zimbabwe and as I made my way to my Bungalow in the Lodge where I was staying,  I flicked
through the Script to find my dialogue. "Oh Fuck! Oh No!!" There, staring up at me from the
page was the word "Terrorist" and I knew I was in deep shit. As I paced up and down my
bedroom I uttered the word "Terrorist!"  - "There we go!" - I thought to myself "No problem there,
I can say it easily." and I could - in the bedroom!! I knew it would be a different story on the Set
in front of  the Crew and Dickie Attenborough himself. All I could hear myself saying was 
"T-T-T-Terrorist!!" Yes, Oh Yes! I knew I was in deep shit. There was only one thing for it. I had 
travelled over from England with another actor - a rather arrogant, cocky fellow who I knew would
be delighted with my proposal. He was to play the other South African Policeman and between us we
both had a couple of lines each as we bundled Kevin Kline into the waiting Police Range Rover. 
Surely he would be delighted to have all the dialogue, mine and his, and "Yes!" was his answer. Job 
done I thought to myself - but no, there was a bigger battle to be fought - I had to tell Dickie Attenborough as well - and where was he - only working 24 hours a day 
directing a multi-million-dollar-movie with thousands of extras:


The day came, or rather the night came for me to work,  as it was going to be a night-shoot and 
we were going to be taken to a Town-Ship where the scene would take place. I was now in my
South African Police Uniform and very scared. Where oh where was Dickie? And then I saw him,
rather like the photo above, but this time with a megaphone in his hand standing on top of a mound 
surveying the Town-ship beneath. Above him was a Police Helicopter with a spotlight glaring down and below him were hundreds of extras massing together waiting for his commands. As I trudged up the hill with my heart beating fast I tried to work
out what I was going to say. Eventually I was in front of the great man and what I actually said is
a garbled faded memory but it went something like this; "D-D-D-D-Dickie! (as we'd been told to
address him that way) you don't obviously know me, but I'm really quite a good actor, but I just
can't say your lines, but the other actor said he would say them for me. And as for my Fee, please
keep it...." There was a pause as he stared at me in a glazed disbelief and then he said:
"Oh, but my Darling, you must have the money!" Later that night when we came to do the scene,
I watched on as the other actor said all four lines perfectly and when it came for me to drive
the Range-Rover into the scene they asked me for my Policeman's Jacket as the Car had to hit 
a certain mark and they wanted a Stunt Man to drive it instead of me!! To this day I have a
credit in the cast list of that movie AND I WAS NEVER IN IT!!!! Years later I met Darling Dickie
again when I went up for a Role in his film of "SHADOWLANDS" with Anthony Hopkins and
Debra Winger. During the interview I reminded him of our first meeting up on that mound in
Gweru - the same glazed, disbelief came across his face as it was quite plain to see he had 
no recognition of me what so ever. God Bless Dickie - he was responsible for my first journey to
Africa - a journey that I have repeated several times since.




MY SON: ANGUS STOKESAY McNEICE




My intrepid traveller Son, Angus, whose hand is never far from clutching "A Cold One"
(Please note "The Hand Action" in the above photograph) is with us in England for a short
 while before he joins his Paraguayan Girlfriend, Lizzie, helping to run a Back-Packer's Hostel on a beach in sunny Uruguay for a bit of R & R - nice one Son! He came over the other night to
tell us about the adventure he has just had with his brother, Travers, taking a group of Traver's
friends on a Camping Safari around the area they were brought up in Botswana.


"THE BOTSWANA BABES"

What a fantastic trip it sounded - I've asked Travers & Jenny if they will write a 
LETTER FROM BOTSWANA about taking there friends on this trip. This will be
included in the Blog at some stage - a must - I think!  After a few drinks at our 
local Wine Bar - The Weir:


we decamped back to the Flat where later in the evening, Gussie happily worked
his way through a bottle of Jameson Irish Whisky. He very kindly left this
minuscule measure for the next person - thanks Gussie!!


If you squint your eyes you can just see the tiny amount at the bottom of the bottle!

The Next day we all set out for Gunnersbury Pitch & Putt for a round of Nine Holes. Having
thoroughly enjoyed the Pitch & Putt course that we all played on in Littlehampton we were
determined to find a local course near Brentford.


The best news is that I get 50p off for being a OAP!


The Course





It really is a lot of fun. I used to play golf with my Dad and I still have my swing, 
although it's rusty as hell. But I can still hit a few good shots. And of course its
excellent for walking distances. So all ways round it's a winner on that long journey
in Losing Weight. I remember buying some golf clubs the last time I lost weight and
had fun on a Driving Range near Chiswick Bridge with Daisy Dickson!



ANOTHER CONVENTION




This time for BIG FINISH. They are the people that make all the Audio Books of DOCTOR WHO.
I have worked for them twice - the first time I recorded a show for them at a Studio in London. The
second time I worked for them I had to travel a couple of hours outside of London into deepest Kent
to a tiny Studio in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't until I got there that I found out why we were there. Coming through the door clutching a mug of coffee and still wearing his Pyjamas was 
TOM BAKER (the FOURTH DOCTOR WHO) who only lived a couple of minutes down the
road and agreed to do the job if they used his local studio - no fool there!!




Tom Baker - The Fourth Doctor Who.






When I was at the Convention I bumped into an Actor I've known and admired for
many years. Most people think there are TWO of this person because he crops up
in so many places all over Europe. Looking on IMDB.com
(International Movie Data Base) it's hard to believe that he has 307 Credits for
Supporting Roles in Movies & Television that date back from 1963. I'm going to use a word that was used in a review of mine once and that's the only reason I know what it means!


The Ubiquitous Vernon Dobtcheff


Vernon lives in London and Paris. Speaks three languages fluently - makes films speaking
perfect French & Italian. He's had an Apartment in Paris for 30 years and has 
a walk-up of 88 steps!! He says he keeps sane by quoting Shakespeare as he goes up the
stairs. The following day he was off to Rome to do some dubbing for a film he's just made
and then onto Toronto to see friends in a Shakespeare Play. He must be so well travelled
by now. I remember when I did theatre on a regular basis I would always receive a First Night
Card from him - I bet he's still doing that for all his friends.


COMMENTS

Please leave any comments you would like - Many thanks!




12 comments:

  1. First well done for the wight loss-excelento! Then OMG Vernon Dobtcheff-a balst from ther past-he was a great friend of Mum and dad's and very much around during my childhood-he must be a millon years old bless him. He was always very courteous to Sarah and me and treated us like grown ups-I loved him. Of course he sent first night cards-I remember first night telegrams.. SO exciting. And before you ask....I also remember the first time Galileo lent me his telescope-a never to be forgotten moment! Well done keep it up my darling. xxxxx

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  2. ok typed fast by a dyslexic chimp-damn you brain!!!!!±!±brian----nainb..of what the phooc!

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  3. Comment from PETER MISHCON:

    Neicy daaaarling
    Though this is more modest than reported by your Fitbit last week, congratulations are very much due on your loss, whether crazy golf or diet induced.
    Send my love to Gussie. Tell him that if I took my role responsibly, I'd be right on his case on the drink, sex and rock n roll front. Truth is I'm full of admiration and rather envious!
    Any chance of a get together soon? Golf not an option! xx

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  4. Good solid result. Can see the weight peeling off in the photos. Loved the 'Darling Dickie' story.

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  5. 70 lbs, woohoo! I'm excited to prepare another inappropriate poster with Trav. Aside from that excellent result, I thought this blog was a little lackluster. There are NO photos of our star subject, and so far we've heard nothing about your Roman adventure (teased in August but never released). Is that ever going to make an appearance?
    I miss Angus Stokesay a lot already. His mettle in the line of duty was proven multiple times over. He once moved a 6 meter fallen tree just because it was in his way. Barefoot. With a beer in one hand. Suburban males from Chicago wept at the manliness they would never be.
    Looking forward to next week, and will send you our letter from Africa soon.
    xx

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  6. Another week, another loss. Great work Pops, way to break through that plateau! What a great story to open your blog with this week. So jealous of the golf, that was so fun in Littlehampton. Enjoy your time with Gussie, we had such a lovely trip but the other sibs were dearly missed. Well done, can't wait for the 75lbs mark!

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  7. Comment from THE EVIL ONE UNCLE MONGER:

    Off the plateau and back to the descent! That IS good news. And golf -- !? Good lord, bring out the streamers, fireworks and balloons - do you know how for many years (decades!) I've heard a certain fat fuck say "Oh I can't wait to lose some weight and take up golf again." and it finally happened! Cue fanfare and rim shots! I'll make a promise: lose another 30lbs and I'll play a round with you (something I swore I would never do), in drag.
    Well done -- v very happy to imagine you out on the links, keep up the excellent work!

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    1. Ok Folks - you heard it here first: MONGERS PROMISE:
      "lose another 30lbs and I'll play a round with you (something I swore I would never do), in drag." Well, you're on BOYO - get
      that Twin-Set-And-Pearls that you've had hanging in the Closet &
      off we jolly well go - "A Golfing You & I"......

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    2. Trust me: You hit a 100lb loss and I'll be there in heels, hat and handbag.

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  8. Love the title of this weeks blog! Reminds me of another little saying from "Ace"..........."EAT THE CHECK"! Personally I will pay money for you to lose the next 30 pounds so we can see The Evil one in drag playing golf! Lets make it the Riviera in LA!!! So pleased you dropped a few pounds! Lets really get it in gear this next week and see some more results!!!!

    Love, Cins xxoo

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  9. Oh yeah baby! Another loss! Very proud. Well done. That was a very touching story about your job in Zimbabwe, thank you for sharing that. Don't think I've heard that story before. Can't quite believe how great that Doc Who job has been, its taken you everywhere! So happy for you. Now though...where is this ROME blog, I was convinced it was going to be this week, but no! I'm getting impatient and need an update soon! Miss you small pops, lets skype soon. Your last blog had me in stitches, I loved the bit about the washing machine! Very funny! xxxxx

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  10. YES! A loss! Get in there dad. Great story about Dickie, is that the time when Mum and Emily came to visit you in Zimbabwe?

    I feel like I have to defend myself — that bottle was not full when I went to work on it. Though in hindsight, very rude to finish it all!

    I absolutely loved the weekend at 14 Dorey House and can't wait to play golf again.

    Lots of love,

    G x

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