Category: Tales from the Olympia

The Man With his Eyes Sewn Shut – Part Four

‘Where the hell is that man?’ Sam was pacing backstage, missing his Iago. Everyone else kept well out of his way, preparing themselves for the curtain to rise. ‘Ned!’ Ned lifted his head from his script which he was furiously studying. This could be it, the opportunity he had been waiting for, but there was a tricky song in the middle of the play, … Read More The Man With his Eyes Sewn Shut – Part Four

The Man with His Eyes Sewn Shut – Part Three

Click here to start this story at the beginning. Rehearsals for Othello began in earnest. In typical style, the company only had a week before opening. Nora darted around the stage between scenes, taking her measurements for the costumes that she would have to create, though mostly she only adjusted older outfits that would stand a new use. Her two young apprentices followed her … Read More The Man with His Eyes Sewn Shut – Part Three

The Man with His Eyes Sewn Shut – Part Two

Click to start at the beginning. Best laid plans, it is said, often go awry, but Ned had no knowledge of this saying. He woke fresh from his earlier than usual departure from the tavern, and was in good humour as he conducted his ablutions. Sean had walked Nora home before taking up his pitch along the road from the Olympia theatre, and Ned … Read More The Man with His Eyes Sewn Shut – Part Two

The Man with His Eyes Sewn Shut – Part One

The year was nearing its end, the days barely worth noticing as the dark winter nights invaded London. Ned had never minded the cold. Keeps the mind sharp, his father had always said, and since most evenings were spent in the warmth of a local tavern it didn’t matter to him that the streets outside were white with frost. As soon as Ned stepped off … Read More The Man with His Eyes Sewn Shut – Part One

A New Life – Part Four

Celine looked out to see Daniel on the street, arguing with another man. The dark blue uniform marked him out as a policeman and her heart sank. ‘What on earth is going on here?’ Maria strode forward and interrupted the shouting men. ‘I’m being accused of theft!’ Daniel blurted. ‘Not theft exactly, ma’am. He has paid for these goods but at a reduced price … Read More A New Life – Part Four

A New Life – Part Three

It was Maria McCarthy who stood at the door. ‘Come in,’ Celine stood back to admit her friend. ‘I apologise for the bareness of it all. We are still a way from having this set up as a proper home.’ ‘No matter.’ Maria hung her cloak from the stand in the hallway. ‘I was just passing and I thought I would see if you … Read More A New Life – Part Three

A New Life – Part Two

By the day of Ruth Simpson’s arrival, the Gower Street house was looking like a home. There were curtains hanging in the dining room and the matrimonial bedroom, nets in the attic room designated for Ruth. She had a bed as well, an old cast iron bedstead that Daniel had bought at auction. In the kitchen was a fine big wooden table, a dresser … Read More A New Life – Part Two