. So I’m wandering through town, and remember I have to write my blog. The problem is, the town is Stratford-Upon-Avon, and I – and my computer – live in London….
I was in Stratford to see the RSC perform Romeo and Juliet (wonderful btw – and look out for the young stars Anneika Rose and David Dawson- they are going to be huge). In the programme is an article about helping children discover Shakespeare. I remember learning Shakespeare at school – sitting still, reading out loud at the pace of the slowest reader in class, bored to tears. It was incomprehensible and dull. But then we had a school trip, to see Romeo and Juliet at the RSC (Sean Bean and Niamh Cusack) – and it was amazing. Those dull, complicated words came to life and became suffused with passion and drama and humour.
I know so many adults who won’t see Shakespeare because they think they won’t understand it. But you can’t read Shakespeare – you have to see it performed – and performed well. Ive read Hamlet, and seen it a few times too, and all I ever felt was an overwhelming desire to slap Hamlet round the back of the head and tell him to pull himself together. Then I saw David Tennant play Hamlet – and suddenly I saw Hamlet’s pain, I understood the clever vocal tricks of his madness, I sympathised with his dilemmas, and I cried when he died. The one brilliant performance had changed Hamlet for me.
When I read Shakespeare now, I don’t see words on a page. I see Annieka Rose’s Juliet showing David Dawson’s Romeo how NOT to ‘kiss by the book’ – and his stunned and delighted reaction. I see David Tennant’s Hamlet, a lost and lonely boy, still and alone on stage, discussing suicide quietly to himself. I see Harriet Walter’s Viola, laughing at Feste, I see Michael Maloney’s Henry, taking the crown from his dying father too soon, I see Roger Allam’s Brutus torn between friendship and duty.
I know this is a blog about writing, and I should talk about my own. But I wanted to share with you my love of Shakespeare, and urge you, if you have forgotten or ignored him, to rediscover him. His passionate, painful, funny, insightful words are on a stage somewhere, waiting to be spoken to you.










