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Sherman Theatre and Dirty Protest Theatre.
SOARING by Hefin Robinson
Characters
ENID, 70s
TOM, 30s
SIAN, 40s/50s
ENID is pronounced En-id, not Ee-nid.
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Introduction
(Underscore of gentle glowing music)
Male voice: Welcome to Ritual, a series of plays
written during the Coronavirus
lockdown of 2020 and recorded in the
actors’ homes, using mobile phones.
This is Soaring, by Hefin Robinson.
(A cassette tape is put into a player. Play button is
pressed)
ENID There’s a giraffe having a poo right
behind him
(she laughs)
(The tape is stopped. The tape is rewound. Play
button is pressed)
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ENID Well Tom… congratulations, you
talented boy. It was so lovely to hear
about your new job in the last tape.
Chuffed to bits, I am. And in television,
too. You’ll be rubbing shoulders with
Noel Edmonds soon enough. I, I know
you’re only behind the scenes, but it’s
such lovely news. I said to Terry… I
said, ‘can you believe Tom’s got a
new job?’ Do you know what he said?
(she mimics Terry) ‘About time.’
Can you believe it? He’s only been
sitting on his arse for the last twelve
years, and has the cheek to make a
comment like that. He doesn’t even
know you!
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I’m telling you, when Terry first retired
he had all these plans. Oh, He was
going to build a greenhouse, take up
bowls… paint the lounge. That lounge
is still blinkin’ magnolia, Tom, and we
bought the paint in nineteen eighty-
seven. Twelve bloody years! He’ll be
dead before that room’s Orchard
Sunset. No, he’s out one afternoon a
week with the old steel works lot and
that’s it. Rest of the time he’s in the
way and less use than a footstool.
He says you’ll have to finish with
these tapes once you start the new
job. I think he’s just jealous ’cause I’m
talking to a nice young man. ‘Don’t
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worry,’ I say, ‘I won’t be asking for
Tom’s phone number!’
You know, when we first started all
this, I felt like a right berk… talking
into a machine, like. I thought, who’ll
want to listen to a tape of me spouting
nonsense? Especially if they’re some
posh so and so in Tunbridge Wells…
imagine, imagine if I’d been paired up
with someone like that! Thank
goodness I got you, that’s all I say.
Even if you are dangerously close to
the border!
(she takes a gulp of her drink)
Sorry bach, just a bit of Lucozade
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Oh, I so look forward to hearing from
you, Tom bach. Nothing ever happens
round here. I wish sometimes there’d
be a scandal on this street, I tell you.
But no, business as usual.
Gary opposite is out there again today
washing his Escort… I’m surprised
there’s any car left given how much he
cleans that bloody thing. Do you
know… he does the rims of the
wheels with a toothbrush. A bloody
toothbrush, Tom! He needs to get a
life!
Oh, but there is news down the other
end of the street. Lovely news,
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actually. They’ve had a baby at
number fifty-six. Millie, they called
her… ’cause we’re coming up to the
millennium, like. Isn’t that nice?
(she laughs)
Not the prettiest baby, mind.
And it’s not like you know them, either,
is it? But there’s something about new
life, I think. Gives you hope,
somehow…
Oh! There was a funny thing on the
Nine O’Clock News last week… I don’t
think you watch the news, do you?
They were doing this report from
Longleat… you know, the safari
place… anyway, this man’s doing his
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bit to the camera, like they do… and
before you know it, there’s a giraffe
having a poo right behind him
(she laughs hysterically)
Well, to say I laughed is an
understatement. And my tea came
back out my nose! What a mess! I
don’t know how Peter Sissons kept a
straight face in that studio.
Same thing happened once when we
were out for fish and chips. And I don’t
know how, and I’ll never know to this
day… but a blinkin’ pea came
shooting out of my nose. A pea, Tom!
I was laughing so much a bit of veg
flew out of my left nostril. I don’t think
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a doctor in the world could explain that
phenomenon!
That was back when I’d go for days
out with the girls. Rain or shine. For a
meal, or down the old Odeon… up to
Park Howard on a nice day. And
always a half pint of Felinfôl before
heading home.
Oh, I used to enjoy that. Terry put a
stop to it. Even the other night, hehad
a go at me for laughing.
(She mimics Terry) ‘Childish,’ he says.
Miserable git.
Who doesn’t laugh at a pooing
giraffe?
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Talk of the devil, it’s teatime. Can’t
leave him waiting!
Looking forward to hearing from you
again, Tom bach.
(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
TOM Hia Enid! Thank you so much for the
congratulations. I’ve already finished
my first week. Haven’t met Noel
Edmonds yet, or Mr Blobby. Doesn’t
time fly! Scary, really. They say the
older you get, the faster it gets… is
that true?
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I didn’t see the giraffe on the news,
I’m afraid. Sounds very funny, though.
I’m sure it’ll pop up on that ‘Alright on
the Night’ soon enough.
How are things down south? I bet
everyone’s excited about the World
Cup, are they? Did you watch the
opening ceremony? Lovely looking
stadium, fair play.
We’re more um, we’re more football
orientated up here, to be honest, but
there’s no denying it’s nice to have a
World Cup on home turf. They even
played one at the Racecourse here,
which was exciting… town was full of
Samoans, would you believe!
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Oh, I can smell Corn Flakes. Wind
must be coming in from the East
today. Blows it over from the Kellogg’s
factory, you know?
(Jenny, the Dog, starts sniffing at the tape recorder)
Oh… hang on… Jenny’s coming in
now. I think she wants to say hello…
are you going to say hello to Enid?
No! No, no, no, get down…
(There’s a little rumble, something’s fallen - Jenny
starts barking)
get down… sit… sit!
(Jenny whimpers)
Good girl.
She is a handful, I’m telling you!
Stay!
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(Jenny does a small bark)
Good.
We’re just um, we’re just back from a
spin down to Erddig. I’ve told you
about Erddig before, haven’t I? Jenny,
she loves it there. Plenty of space to
run around. She was chasing the
ducks today.
(Jenny’s bashing into things and shakes herself off)
Ey, sit!
Poor birds were flapping everywhere,
Enid.
(Jenny’s restless, she grunts)
Sit.
(Jenny goes quiet)
Good girl.
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Right. Now, I wanted to tell you
something… oh yeah… I finally got
round to watching that film you
recommended. The one with Bruce
Willis… it’s good, isn’t it? That’s a hell
of a twist at the end! Any more
suggestions, you send them over.
You’re becoming my go-to film
reviewer!
Oh God…Oh God.. Oh God...
(Jenny barks)
Sorry Enid… Jenny’s just farted…
holy hell!
(he laughs)
How a dog that size can make such a
stink I will never know. It’s my fault.
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I’ve been sneaking her bits of ham
from the fridge…
Anyway, with that I will say bye. Sorry
to finish on a bum note.
(He laughs to himself)
Take care, Enid.
(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
ENID Oh Tom, you’ll never guess what…
we’ve had rats. Well, a rat. One rat.
Ych, I can’t stand them. ‘Llygod
ffyrnig’ they call them down here.
Bloody fierce they are, too. Got rid of
it, thank goodness… I just hope there
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aren’t any more, that’s all. It’s like the
plague here, Tom bach. We’ll have
locusts next, mark my words!
Hey, I did watch the ceremony. Can’t
say I thought much of Shirl and that
dress… bit affected if you ask me…
but my Bryn was there. Wonderful
Bryn. You know he’s my favourite.
Lovely man, too, by all accounts.
Friend of our milkman plays golf with
him, apparently. He’s got a good
swing, they say.
That Millennium Stadium looks posh,
doesn’t it? No patch on our Stradey
Park, though! That beauty’s invincible,
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I’m telling you. The world could come
to an end and Stradey Park would still
be standing… ‘sospan fach’
thundering down the streets at the end
of days
(she laughs)
And we’ll have less of that ‘down
south’ business, too, do you hear?
You’re not lumping me in with that lot,
good boy. West is best, and don’t you
ever forget it!
(She takes a big gulp of her drink - she mutters
‘that’s nice’, under her breath)
I went back to the doctor this week.
You know, about my back… it’s giving
me awful trouble, Tom. Painkillers
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don’t seem to be touching the sides.
And I’m having to change my butter…
cholesterol’s through the roof again. I
dunno… I think I’d rather die than eat
that low fat spread stuff. It’s awful,
Tom. Anyway, the doctor suggested I
go in for this aqua-puncture thing for
my back… have you heard of it?
But Terry says no.
(She mimics Terry) ‘Hippy dippy nonsense’, he calls
it… so…
(she sighs)
You know, he’s in an awful mood
lately, Tom.
Well, Terry’s not Mr Happy at the best
of times, but god almighty when he
gets angry… watch out!
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You should have seen him at the
garden centre last week. All we
needed was stuff to kill this rat… in
and out job, nice and easy, but no…
nothing’s easy when it comes to Terry.
There he was, huffing and puffing
because he couldn’t find these pellets.
So off he goes on the warpath,
chasing after some poor staff member
who doesn’t know what’s hit her… and
I’m left standing there on my own.
Like a complete pillock.
In the middle of all these animals.
Well, it was pet shops back in my day,
but now they sell them in this place.
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Fish and guinea pigs and even birds,
Tom… cages and cages of all sorts of
birds. Isn’t that strange?
Doesn’t seem natural to me.
So there I am, standing in the middle
of these animals, when I hear this
peculiar noise.
Like a…
(She attempts to make a high-pitched whimpering
noise)
Oh, I can’t do it…
I follow the noise. And believe it or not
Tom, it’s coming from an empty cage.
So I go in for a closer look. And yes,
it’s empty… and I’m thinking, ‘well this
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is odd… there’s something strange
here…’
You know?
When all of a sudden this pile of hay
in the corner starts moving. Just
enough to notice.
And out of the hay pops these little
ears.
Then the eyes.
Nose.
It’s a rabbit. Tiny little thing. Oh! I’ve
never seen such a small rabbit in my
life. A rabbit where I didn’t think there
was one.
Like a magic trick.
And I’m looking at it.
And it looks at me.
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It’s stopped making those noises
now… it’s quiet.
We’re just staring.
Eye to eye.
Well, out of nowhere Terry appears.
All red-faced. He’s been shouting at
some poor manager.
And I don’t know what comes over
me, but I turn to Terry and I say ‘can
we take it home?’
‘Can we take that little rabbit home
with us?’
Silence.
He looks at me.
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And I say, ‘No… no, Terry I was just
being silly, you know me…’
And a part of me’s relieved with what
he did next.
’Cause he didn’t shout.
He didn’t get angry.
He just
Laughed.
I hope you don’t mind me sharing,
Tom bach? Terry would kill me if he
knew I was telling you all this.
I’m glad you liked the film. Have you
seen Fight Club? I slipped out last
week when Terry was with the boys.
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Don’t know what I’d do without my
films, Tom. But a warning to you… it’s
quite violent. Should’ve guessed that
from the title, really. Don’t bother me,
but it’s not for everyone –
(In the background a door opens and a male voice,
barely audible says, “Ti dal yn ’neud yr hen beth
’na?”)
(Spoken away from the tape player and towards the
door) Oh… nadw… na…
(She speaks back to the tape player) Sorry, Tom
bach. Terry’s not a big fan of all this.
Which is fair enough, really.
It’s my fault… I’m taking too long.
Anyway. That’s me for now bach.
Sorry for being a miserable cow.
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(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
TOM OK ‘Guffy and Friends’ theme tune,
version twenty nine.
(He clears his throat, then sings the following,
playing a ukulele)
Spread your wings and count to ten,
Another day begins again.
Take my hand once more,
That’s what friends are for.
Guffy! Guffy, Guffy and Friends!
Guff…
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(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
TOM Hello Enid… I, uh… I think I sent you
the wrong tape by mistake.
Did I? Oh god, I’m so sorry. I bought a
new packet of cassettes from Woolies
on the weekend, and the old ones and
the new ones got mixed up somehow.
I think you’ve got multiple versions of
Guffy and Friends, I mean in my
defence it’s a kid show.
Anyway, sorry.
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I’m glad you got rid of the rat, by the
way. If you don’t sort these things out,
they only get worse… makes your life
a right misery.
Can’t say there’s much news from my
end since the last time. Stayed in with
Jenny on Guy Fawkes… you know
what animals are like with fireworks.
And please don’t apologise for
sharing. That’s what this is all about. I
know we’re technically strangers… but
you can tell me anything, Enid, I
promise.
It’s a shame Terry didn’t…
You know.
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That little thing could have done with a
bit of love.
Jenny was like that to begin with.
When I first brought her home from
the rescue centre.
Wouldn’t know it now! Lording around
as if she owns the place.
Can you hear her?
(He brings the tape player towards Jenny so her
snoring and whistling, heavy breathing is up close
and loud under the following:)
Fast asleep on my lap. She likes the
warmth of my legs, you see. And once
she’s up here, that’s it… I can’t move
for fear of waking her up.
Crafty old thing.
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But it goes both ways.
There is something nice about feeling
that warmth.
A friend of mine at work calls Jenny a
walking hot water bottle! Isn’t that
funny? Carys, her name is. So she
loves a snuggle with Jenny.
She comes over, you see.
To walk Jenny.
First time she turns up, I give her the
lead and say ‘have a nice walk’.
God, her face dropped!
‘Aren’t you coming with me?’ she
says.
Idiot.
So we go together.
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She talks and I listen. Mainly.
With most people you chat about little
things… work, the weather, which way
the wind’s blowing… from the West
today, by the way, if you’re
wondering… I can smell the hops from
the lager factory!
But Carys, she talks about big
things… asks lots of questions.
‘If you could do one thing right now,’
she says, ‘what would it be?’
Well, I just get all muddled… I have no
idea what to say… so I panic and
shout, ‘PUFFINS!’
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In primary school we used to read
these books with a little puffin on the
spine and ever since, I’ve always
wanted to meet one.
Not meet one. See one in the flesh, I
mean.
Turns out Carys has never seen a
puffin either.
And then she mentions this island, it’s
off the coast of Pembrokeshire
apparently. And apparently this island
is full of puffins. Thousands of them.
I don’t know if she’s pulling my leg…
But I like the sound of it.
‘You should go,’ she says.
With a big smile.
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Nights are creeping in, aren’t they?
It’s getting very cold up here.
I hate when the clocks go back.
Ta-ra, Enid.
(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
(A TV programme is on in the background, sound of
presenter talking and audience cheering)
TOM Hia Enid.
Haven’t heard from you in a while.
I suppose my last tape got lost in the
post.
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Or something like that, maybe… I
dunno.
I umm…
That demo! You know, the one I sent
by accident…? They went with it. So
that’s good news. They say it’ll be
airing just after Tweenies, which is a
great slot actually. They’re already
sending me all this merch… I mean,
what do I need with a ‘Guffy and
Friends’ duvet set? But um, well I’ll let
you know when it’s on. Not that you’ll
want to watch a programme about a
flying elephant, but um… you can
hear the theme tune at least! Finished
this time.
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(TV programme in background is playing loud crowd
cheers and whoops)
Oh sorry, I’ll switch that off.
(He turns the TV off)
Listen, Enid… I, uh… it may be none
of my business… and ignore me if I’m
overstepping a line, but… well it’s not
like you to miss a tape…
I’ve listened to your last one a few
times now, and…
I’m probably imagining it.
Uh…
And I don’t know Terry, but…
I realise that maybe… have I been
missing something? Because I have
a knack for that.
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Have I missed something important?
I don’t mean to… you know…
It’s just…
You’re ok, aren’t you Enid?
That’s all I want to know.
Let me know you’re ok.
They do advent calendars for dogs
now. Did you know that? Jenny seems
to like whatever’s inside anyway, so
um… big hit!
Well…
There we go.
Hope to hear from you soon, Enid.
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(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
TOM Hello, Enid! Me again.
I hope you don’t think I’m being… you
know.. sending too many of these, I
mean.
You know me, I’m a worrier. If I had
your number I’d have called by now.
I wonder whether I should contact
someone… I don’t know who, but…
I’m sure you’re fine.
Or maybe the rats have invaded! In
that case, it was lovely knowing you!
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It’s very strange not hearing back, I’ll
be honest.
It’s funny how you get used to these
things.
Thinking about it now, I don’t even
know why I signed up for this in the
first place. Not that I didn’t want to!
But it’s a fair bit of effort, isn’t it.
‘The Millennium Voices Project.’
Makes it sound very imposing.
And even if I’m not hearing from you
at the moment.
For whatever reason.
I’m glad I’m doing this.
So I’m still here.
I’m not going anywhere.
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And I’m not stopping any time soon,
do you hear?
(A doorbell rings)
Oh… hang on…
(He goes to open the door. The door opens and
then closes. He comes back to the tape player)
Sorry about that, I’ve had another
parcel, Enid… god knows what the TV
company have sent me this time. I’m
running out of space for all this tat!
(We hear the rustling and unpacking of a parcel)
Holy hell…!
Oh Enid, what on earth is this?
(A childish voice from a Guffy soft toy, singing the
same tune as the theme song earlier: “Guffy, Guffy,
Guffy and Friends!”)
Oh my dear god…
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(Guffy: “Guffy needs a hug…”)
The eyes, Enid! The eyes on this
thing. It’s coming to kill me in my
sleep.
(Guffy: “Fly away with me!”)
Oh, and the trunk…! Why did they
make it a pink elephant?!
(He laughs)
(Guffy: “I love you”)
I think I’ll give this to Carys.
Like a present.
I think she’ll find it funny.
Because I think I should probably…
I think she probably…
You know…
I enjoy her company.
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Oh god, that sounds ridiculous!
I looked it up, by the way.
It’s real… Skomer Island. It’s not far
from you actually Enid.
Thousands and thousands of puffins.
They take you out on a little boat.
Sounds idyllic.
I’d enjoy that.
Right. What to do with this pink
elephant…?
Bin, I think.
Take care, Enid…
Please get back to me.
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(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
SIAN ...what with the funeral...
(The tape is stopped. The tape is rewound. Play
button is pressed)
SIAN ...very difficult time for us as a fam…
(The tape is stopped. Pause. The tape is rewound
further. Play button is pressed)
SIAN Hello there. I hope I’m doing this right.
I mean I hope you don’t mind me…
there was no phone number, you see.
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I suppose that’s how the scheme
works?
I’m Sian. I’m Enid’s daughter. I’ve
heard a lot about you.
You’re probably wondering why you
haven’t heard from Mam in a while.
I suppose there’s no easy way to say
this…
We lost Dad last month. It was quite
sudden, so it’s been a very difficult
time for us as a family… and for my
Mam especially. They were married
for forty-three years, can you believe?
So it’s hit her hard, as you can
imagine… what with the funeral,
and… and all the arrangements.
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And she’s been in hospital herself,
actually… a mini stroke… I think it’s
the stress of it all. They say she’ll be
fine… so, nothing to worry about. I
don’t think.
Mam’s been listening to your tapes on
the Walkman.
So, thank you.
She said to pass on that you have a
lovely singing voice. Not quite Bryn
Terfel, she says, but lovely
nonetheless.
I hope this has come out ok. I wanted
to write a letter, but Mam insisted on
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sending a tape… keep the chain
going!
She loves all this, she really does.
Anyway.
A Merry Christmas to you, Tom.
(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
TOM I hope you got the card. I’ve never
written a Christmas-cum-Get-Well-
Soon-cum-Condolences card before.
I was so sorry to hear about Terry. I
know words are useless in these
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situations, but I suppose words are all
we have. Funny old relationship really.
If there’s anything I can do… I don’t
know what I could do, but if there’s
anything, then… well…hm.
I don’t know what’ll happen with these
now?
The tapes, I mean.
Your daughter… she didn’t say how…
whether…
Whether you’d be up to doing these
again.
You know, I didn’t realise how much I
relied on you, Enid.
Hearing from you.
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All your news.
And you’re a good kick up the bum
too, I’ll tell you that!
I do appreciate it… that’s what I’m
trying to say.
They’re a part of my life, see.
Believe it or not.
These cassettes.
It’s our story, isn’t it.
Hold on a minute…
This… is my last tape from the
twentieth century! Isn’t that mad?
Hello to you in the future!
I’m going places next year, Enid, I’m
telling you.
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I’m already looking at caravan parks in
Pembrokeshire. They’ve got these
deals on Ceefax.
Jenny, she’d be in her element. All
those beaches! We’d have a whale of
a time!
And the puffins, of course.
I’m so glad Carys mentioned those
puffins.
It’ll make my year.
And you never know, she might want
to see them too!
I mean...if...well
Maybe.
We’ll see.
I can smell Corn Flakes again.
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Must be a change in the wind.
Sending all my love.
(The cassette tape stops. It is removed from the
cassette player and a new tape is put in. Play button
is pressed)
ENID Hello Tom bach! How are you?
First question… did you survive the
millennium bug?
(she laughs)
It was touch and go there for a minute,
but I think we made it through!
I’m sorry I’ve been missing in action.
It’s been a funny old time.
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Death.
It’s a hassle.
You probably think that’s insensitive,
but there’s so much work involved…
oh, and the money. It costs a fortune,
Tom bach. And it’s all a show.
Everyone’s very nice and concerned
until the funeral’s over and they’ve
had their free buffet. Then they all
bugger off back to their holes, leaving
you completely on your own.
Just you and the magnolia walls.
I’ve been very on my own.
Except for your voice.
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My pen pal. Well, cassette pal, I
suppose innit.
I know we’ve never met. I don’t even
know what you look like. But you’re a
friend, Tom. I can say that with hand
on heart. You’re a good friend.
And you are loved.
Very much.
You’ll be glad to hear I’m making the
most of my newfound freedom. I
shouldn’t call it that, but that’s what it
feels like.
Over forty years we were married.
Imagine! You get less for murder.
No, it’s wonderful, Tom.
Wonderful.
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I’m going to the pictures three times a
week. It’s my favourite thing in the
world.
I’m having acupuncture… which is
doing wonders.
(She mimics Terry) ‘Hippy dippy nonsense’ - my arse!
I even got myself a mobile phone.
Keeps me in touch with the girls. Do
you know you can play games on
these things now? There’s a lovely
one with a little snake. I’ve had hours
of fun.
Sian bought me a membership card to
Penclacwydd… it’s a bird place near
me. They have all sorts there, Tom
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bach, you wouldn’t believe. You can
walk among the birds and everything,
you can even feed them if you want.
And there’s a lovely caffi.
I spend hours there.
Just sitting.
Sitting and watching all those birds.
There’s nothing like it.
The sounds they make.
All those different songs.
All those ways of speaking we’ll never
understand.
So I sit there.
And listen.
And I watch.
All the colours of the rainbow.
The feathers.
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The beaks.
All different.
All beautiful in their own way.
And when they take off…
Yffach…
It’s magic.
The freedom those wings give them.
Imagine.
Spreading your wings and taking to
the air.
Just like that.
And I think
‘Wouldn’t it be nice?’
So, I’m going hang gliding on the
weekend. I’m shitting bricks, I’m not
gonna to lie. God knows how this’ll go!
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But why the hell not, I say. If I die, I
die with the birds… and if I don’t, then
I’m soaring like I’ve never soared
before.
And if that doesn’t fill you with joy,
then what the bloody hell will?!
Life’s for the taking, Tom bach. So
take it.
No excuses.
This Carys… if you think she’s
special, tell her that.
If you want to see the puffins, go and
see the bloody puffins.
And make sure you take that lovely
girl with you.
Do you hear me?
Get out there.
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Do what makes you happy.
It took me seventy years to come to
that realisation. I hope it doesn’t take
you that long.
And if you’re unhappy, then you’ve got
to do something about it.
Take action.
You know?
Like me and that rat.
In the end, Tom… he just had to go.
(The cassette tape stops)
END CREDITS
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(Underscore of gentle glowing music - the same
‘Guffy and Friends’ theme song played by TOM
earlier)
Male voice: In Soaring by Hefin Robinson, ENID
was played by Siw Hughes, TOM was
played by Gareth Pierce, and SIAN
was played by Sharita Oomeer. The
Sound Designer was Benjamin
Partridge, Dramaturgy was by
Catherine Paskell and Tim Price, the
Stage Manager was Amy Wildgoose,
the Technician was Gareth Brierley,
and the Director was Catherine
Paskell. It was a Dirty Protest Theatre
production, with National Theatre
Wales and Sherman Theatre, in
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association with BBC Cymru Wales
and BBC Arts.
