Friends, you are invited to come and hear me tell the incredibly moving, inspiring true story of The Boy Who Gave His Heart Away on Thursday February 22 at the Oasis Centre in Waterloo. Tickets are £5 and available here.
This is an adaptation of the Radio 4 series and HarperCollins book, in which I use words, images and music to take you into the story of a heart transplant, a modern miracle of love, faith and medicine. It’s about two teenage boys and their families, about determination and sacrifice and a rallying cry for the NHS too. Supporting the Donor Family Network charity. Please come if you can.
I’m speaking at the following live events in the next few weeks, you’d be most welcome.
Belfast, Wednesday 7 February at 5.30pm. Talking about The Boy Who Gave His Heart Away at No Alibis bookshop, 83 Botanic Avenue, BT7 1JL as part of the 4 Corners Festival.
Eastbourne, Friday 9 February at 7.30pm. Full premiere of The Boy Who Gave His Heart Away as a live presentation. The Birley Centre, 4 Carlisle Rd, BN21 4EF. Tickets on sale now.
Bloxham, Saturday 17 February at 10am. Interviewing James Runcie, creator of the Grantchester mysteries as seen in print and on ITV. At Bloxham School, Oxfordshire, as part of the Church Times Bloxham Festival of Faith & Literature.
Bloxham, Saturday 17 February at 1pm. Talking about The Boy Who Gave His Heart Away, as part of the Church Times Festival of Faith & Literature, tickets available here.
London, Thursday 22 February at 7.30pm. Full presentation of The Boy Who Gave His Heart Away, at the Oasis Centre, Waterloo, SE1 7QP.
Cumbria, 11 March at 1.45pm. Talking about The Boy Who Gave His Heart Awayas part of the Words by the Water festival at the Theatre by the Lake, Lakeside, Keswick CA12 5DJ. Full details from the festival website.
Several other events are in the pipeline. If you’d like to host one, drop me a line.
No wonder women fall for Terence Stamp. He’s a handsome devil with impeccable manners and a gleam in his cornflower-blue eyes, even at the age of 79. But the legendary actor, who romanced Brigitte Bardot, Julie Christie and the supermodel Jean Shrimpton (and recently had a wife less than half his age) has to admit he is slowing down as a lover. ‘The fact is I am past my best. I’ve still got wonderful relationships with women but I’m not looking to get s***ged four times a week,’ says Stamp with that gruff, East End-turned-posh drawl of his. How about once a month?
The laugh in response is long and hearty. I’ll take that as a no. ‘My feeling about sex is that I’ve finally been tossed from the saddle of a horse that I’ve been clinging on to for the past 60 years. So it’s a kind of relief really.’ Continue reading “‘Sex? I’ve fallen off that horse.’ Terence Stamp on love and life”
It’s my privilege to say that on Friday, February 9 I will be telling the incredibly moving true story of The Boy Who Gave His Heart Away on stage at the Birley Centre in Eastbourne, with some of the money raised on the night going to the Donor Family Network charity. Put on by Harry Farmer with excellent fellow writer Sheila Bugler part of the evening too. Please come if you can. Tickets are limited but they are available now from https://onlineticketseller.com/events/?id=1188&event=theboywhogavehisheartawaybycolemoreton
EastEnders ain’t Cockney no more says June Brown in The Lost Cockney Voice, first broadcast on Radio 4 last year. Now the documentary I made with producer Jonathan Mayo is back at 4pm on Tuesday 2 January 2018 (or on iPlayer right now).
You ’avin’ a laugh, mate? They don’t speak Cockney on EastEnders any more. That’s what June Brown says and she should know, having played the tough old bird with a heart of gold Dot Cotton in Albert Square for more than 30 years. “Slovenly speech, that’s what it is. I wouldn’t call it Cockney, no. They can’t help it, that’s how they speak,” she told me when I went to see her at home in Surrey. “It’s much more The Only Way Is Essex. That has become the Cockney of the times.”
She’s right, as I found out whilst making a documentary for Radio 4 called The Lost Cockney Voice. This isn’t about jellied eels and gentrification. I’m actually after a very specific lost voice: that of my grandmother Gladys and her generation. Gladys sounded half like a Cockney and half like the Queen. Women like her grew up during and after wartime in a vibrant East End culture but with the wireless as the source of news, entertainment and authority – and everyone on it spoke the Queen’s English, with accents that sound comically posh to us now. Nan and her mates developed this curious, one-generation voice that has almost vanished, because they’ve almost all passed away and their kids had other influences, like the telly.
I longed to hear that unique voice one more time, so I went looking to see if there was anyone in the East End still speaking like that –
and on the way met some remarkable, inspiring people. Continue reading “The Lost Cockney Voice returns to Radio 4”