True story…   ‘Open the box,’ said the nervous squaddie, waving his rifle at my nethers. I sucked the chill December air through my teeth, like a truculent mechanic when you tell them there’s a funny noise from the back…

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He winked at me. Did he wink? I’m sure he winked. ‘Dad, I got this letter about my NCT before Christmas and I forgot to tell you.’ ‘When’s it due?’ ‘Next week. Sorry.’ ‘Oh Jesus, OK. And you’re working, yeah?’…

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  NARRATOR:       If I may? I know this story well. SFX SEA SOUNDS AND WIND. NARRATOR TELLS THE STORY IN THE STYLE OF A RECITATION It is December the 6th, 1940, off the coast of Donegal. The Steam Ship Stolwijk…

An actor playing Hamlet, takes his final bow, and exits stage left, pursued by a bear. Into the blue-lit backstage he strides sweat beaded, exhilarated, to his dressing room he retires smoking a cigarette. A telephone message left before to call…