Crew & Creatives Cast List - Ardingly College

It Could Never Happen Again
Lucy is a single mother of two girls aged
11 and 9.
She worked in a small high street shop until
twelve months ago when she lost her job –
another victim of a deepening recession.
Lucy fell behind with her mortgage payments
and was evicted from her home a few months
later. Her local authority stepped in and
placed Lucy and her children in bed and
breakfast accommodation.
They have been there for seven months now,
living in one room with a shared bathroom
and a shared kitchen. The room is damp.
It has a cockroach infestation. The girls
do their homework on the double bed they
share. They eat their microwave meals on
the same bed. They play together on the
same bed.
Absurdly, the Council pays the Landlord
of the bed and breakfast more than she
was paying on her mortgage every month
before her house was repossessed. The
Landlord is not likely to complain about
that though, not when there’s a profit to
be made. He drives a very expensive car,
and its 12-litre engine just eats petrol
(and that’s not getting any cheaper). He
wears very expensive clothes and his gold
fillings catch the light when he laughs
– which he does a lot. He goes out most
evenings to a lap-dancing club where he
leers over semi-naked women and tips them
in one hundred pound notes.
Lucy blames the Bankers. She lost her job
because people stopped spending money and
people stopped spending money because the
banks stopped lending it.
One day, a small man with a Charlie Chaplin
moustache rap rat-a-tat-tats on Lucy’s
door. He has a kind face and instinctively,
she trusts him. He tells her all about the
Bankers and the Landlords. They are rich
and getting richer.
He tells her that the banks are run by
Jews and that the Landlord with the golden
smile, he’s a Jew. The owner of the shop
where she worked is also a Jew. The
immigrant who now works for him for less
than minimum wage, she’s Jewish too.
And it’s their fault. They took her money.
They took her job. They have left her
children to suffer.
Passers-by stare at smashed Jewish shop windows after
Kristallnacht, 1933
He opens the briefcase he is holding
and takes out a brick. He places it on
the table and leaves. Lucy stares at
the brick curiously for a few seconds
before lifting it, feeling its weight and
roughness in her hands. She picks up her
coat and decides to head over to the shop
where she used to work to see if things
have picked up again, prepared to beg the
Jew for her job back. Brick still in hand,
she hears the man with the Charlie Chaplin
moustache rap rat-a-tat-tatting at the
door of the room next to hers. Through the
paper-thin wall, she hears him telling her
neighbour all about the Bankers and
the Landlord and the shop owner.
“
The Money Song
If you haven’t any coal in the stove
And you freeze in the winter
And you curse on the wind at your fate
When you haven’t any shoes on your feet
And your coat’s thin as paper
And you look thirty pounds underweight.
When you go to get a word of advice
From the fat little pastor
He will tell you to love evermore.
But when hunger comes a rap, rat-a-tat,
Rat-a-tat at the window
See how love flies out the door
For money makes the world go around
The world go around
The world go around
Money makes the world go around
It makes the world go ‘round
Cartoon from the Financial Times, August 2011
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