A letter this morning from Nick Hynter (Head of the Royal National Theatre Plc), returning my playlet BRIEF CANDLE. This is what Mr Hynter wrote:
Dear Mr Spock,
I have now read your short play BRIEF CANDLE. Thankyou for offering it to us, but it's unsuitable for the National Theatre.
Good luck with your future endeavours.
Yours sincerely,
The arrogance of his reply is simply breathtaking. It's pretty obvious to me that Mr Hynter hasn't actually read BRIEF CANDLE or he would have been far more fulsome in his praise. I doubt he even looked at it. I am not downhearted. If anything I am galvanised, for what is unrecognised now will be eulogised in a few years time. Look at LES MIS!! Look at Joe Pasquale!!!
Another fascinating day at T.A.A.D. This morning Prat invited us all to simply occupy a space in front of the room-length mirror and fart discreetly. It's part-and-parcel of his relaxation techniques and will be very useful (he says) when we come to look at The Selfish Giant next week. Which reminds me - I must go to Mardy's and buy those batteries!!!
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