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Viva Lewes Issue #143 August 2018

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COLUMN<br />

David Jarman<br />

Information overload<br />

Not many days go by without my<br />

cutting something interesting<br />

out of the newspapers and filing<br />

it away, for future reference,<br />

between the leaves of a relevant<br />

book. That, at least, is the idea.<br />

All too often however, it’s a matter<br />

of out of sight, out of mind. And<br />

even when I do remember the<br />

item in question, tracking it down<br />

can prove exasperating.<br />

So I was pleased recently to come<br />

across an article about a radio play satirising overexplanatory<br />

wireless dialogue, which I thought<br />

lost. This Gun that I Have in my Right Hand is<br />

Loaded was written by Timothy West. It contains<br />

many priceless lines such as: ‘A whisky, eh? That’s<br />

a strange drink for an attractive auburn-haired<br />

girl of 29’.<br />

Tom Stoppard did something similar in his<br />

spoof country-house whodunnit The Real<br />

Inspector Hound. Early on, the char, Mrs Drudge,<br />

answers the telephone and announces: “Hello,<br />

the drawing-room of Lady Muldoon’s country<br />

residence one morning in early spring”. Later<br />

in the same conversation she gives voice to her<br />

fears: “I hope nothing is amiss for we, that is<br />

Lady Muldoon and her houseguests, are here<br />

cut off from the world, including Magnus, the<br />

wheelchair-ridden half-brother of her ladyship’s<br />

husband Lord Albert Muldoon who ten years ago<br />

went out for a walk on the cliffs and was never<br />

seen again”.<br />

In Sheridan’s The Critic, first performed at Drury<br />

Lane Theatre in 1779, it’s a play within a play. Mr<br />

Puff has written a tragedy entitled The Spanish<br />

Armada. He takes Mr Dangle and Mr Sneer to see<br />

a rehearsal at… Drury Lane Theatre.<br />

Sir Walter Raleigh and Sir Christopher Hatton<br />

enter, deep in conversation. What<br />

is the meaning of ‘these mighty<br />

armaments? This general muster?<br />

And this throng of chiefs?’ that<br />

Sir Christopher has noticed.<br />

Observant chap that he is, he<br />

concludes: “I cannot but surmise<br />

– Forgive, my friend, if the<br />

conjecture’s rash – I cannot but<br />

surmise – the State some danger<br />

apprehends!”<br />

Sir Walter embarks on his<br />

exposition: “You know, my friend, scarce two<br />

revolving suns and three revolving moons have<br />

closed their course, since haughty Philip, in<br />

despite of peace, with hostile hand hath struck at<br />

England’s trade”. Sir Christopher does. In fact: “I<br />

know it well”.<br />

Sir Walter: “Philip, you know is proud Iberia’s<br />

king”.<br />

Sir Christopher: “He is”.<br />

Raleigh provides a bit of context: “His subjects in<br />

base bigotry and Catholic oppression held, - while<br />

we, you know, the Protestant persuasion hold”. Sir<br />

Christopher: “We do”.<br />

Furthermore, Sir Christopher’s intelligence<br />

extends to knowing that: “the famed Armada, by<br />

the Pope baptised, with purpose to invade these<br />

realms”, has already set sail. Undeterred, Sir<br />

Walter continues: “You also know…”<br />

At this point, Mr Dangle gives vent to his<br />

exasperation: “Mr Puff, as he knows all this, why<br />

does Sir Walter go on telling him?”<br />

Puff explains: “But the audience are not supposed<br />

to know anything of the matter, are they?” Alas,<br />

Sir Christopher’s feigned ignorance, assumed to<br />

enlighten the audience, fails to convince. As Mr<br />

Sneer says: “there certainly appears no reason why<br />

Sir Walter should be so communicative”.<br />

John Hoppner - Portrait of a Gentleman, traditionally been identified as Richard Brinsley Sheridan<br />

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