As performed at Kardomah 94 on Sunday 30th April, the cast was:
Jack: Jordan Matfin
Lilian: Katie Stones
Charlotte: Clare Crowther
John: Kenny Richards-Preston
Directed by: Cassie Patton
Written by: Ian Judson
John: So, where are you going to be teaching?
Jack: Lime Street school.
John: East Hull, that’s a good start my lad, there’s a sport you can play in East Hull as well, you know, near your old school!
Jack: Err, yes I could, but…
John: But what?
Jack: Sorry dad, I haven’t signed for Rovers.
John: What do you mean, you haven’t signed for Rovers!?
Jack: I mean I’ve signed for Hull FC.
John: You’ve done what?
Jack: I’ve signed for…
John: Yes I know what you said, I’m just in shock Hey Charlotte, have you heard about this?
Charlotte: Oh what’s wrong John?
Jack: He’s upset that I’ve signed for FC mum!
Charlotte: Is that all?
John: Is that all? What else does it have to be? He’s betrayed his old dad and signed for the enemy, me own son!
Jack: Oh for goodness sake dad, have you seen what’s going on there? Three Challenge Cup finals on the trot!
John: Yeah, and they lost all of them, but that’s besides the point.
John: Because I’m your dad, and I support Rovers!
Jack: Yes, and?
John: How do you think my mates are going to react, when they find out that my son, my own flesh and blood, has signed for bloody codheads united!?
Jack: Codheads… Oh please dad, do you know how ridiculous that sounds!?
John: Do you know what your life is going to be like on derby match day?
Jack: Yes I do, I’ll be trying to win a game, but wearing a black and white shirt, instead of a red and white shirt, what difference does that make?
John: You’ll be playing for the wrong side, that’s what difference it makes, you were born in East Hull…
Jack: Yes and I went to school where Rovers ground is, I know all the cloak and dagger stuff dad, so spare me that please!
John: How did they ever talk you into it?
Jack: They showed me what they are about. Three Challenge Cup finals, the very game that I’ve dreamed of scoring in! They could give me that chance.
Charlotte: They gave him £100 to sign- they really want him. You can’t argue with that John, he’s 21 now, you’ve got to let him do what he thinks is best for him.
Jack: It’s not a conspiracy against you, or against Rovers dad, it just feels like the right thing for me! Right, I’m off to see my Lillian. Bye Mum
Charlotte: Give her my love!
Jack: Will do Mum.
John: Ever since he turned out for York, I always looked forward to this day, when our son would return home, and tell me he had signed for Rovers. My team! The team I’ve supported through thick and thin. And now look…
Charlotte: Do you know what I think?
John: No, what?
Charlotte: I think our son just showed us why he’s a man now!
John: Eh! A man? He’s a lad, fresh out of short pants, what does he know about real life?
Charlotte: He’s not fresh out of short pants, he’s a grown man, and just imagine how brave he had to be to stand in front of you! To tell you he’s signed for FC! I know it’s taken him a lot of courage to tell you that.
John: I suppose you’ve got a point, but he better not think I’ll be cheering for his team come derby match day, oh no, not on your nelly!
Charlotte: Something tells me he’ll be able to handle that, and you’ll be proud of him!
John: I won’t be proud of him playing for them.
Charlotte: No I know you won’t, and that’s alright, but don’t hate him for it either.
John: What do you take me for? Hate me own son, never in a million years.
John: You did it then son, you scored a try in the Challenge Cup Final.
Jack: Yes, and we won, I can’t believe it.
John: I never thought I’d say this about you in a black and white shirt but I’m proud of you son, I just wish you were in a red and white shirt instead.
Jack: Not today dad.
John: So what’s next for you?
Jack: I don’t know, keep teaching, maybe try and set a try scoring record, but I think settling down is becoming a priority for me as well now.
John: Settle down! When there’s a war coming, are you sure?
Jack: I love Lillian, war or no war, I can’t help that, and now I’m in a position where I can support a wife and family.
John: Well if that’s the way it is, you better get on with it hadn’t you?
Jack: September the 1st.
John: What about it?
Now Charlotte and Lillian walk on stage together.
Lillian: Your lucky scarf, lucky scarf, lucky scarf…
John: Err, what about September the 1st?
Charlotte: That’s the date of the wedding, it’s all booked.
Lillian: We don’t want to wait any longer, not with war imminent Mr Harrison.
John: You haven’t joined up yet have you, you’re in an essential profession!
Jack: No I haven’t joined yet, but I’ll have to at some point, I suppose it depends how long the war is going on for.
John: Oh, right, I see.
Jack: Look you don’t need to worry for now dad, I’m not just going to pop along to the recruitment office and join up tomorrow, I’ve got other priorities first
Lillian: I’ll keep him here as long as is possible Mr Harrison, I promise.
Charlotte: Aww, that’s so lovely, to see you two so happy together.
John: Well I suppose you better get my best suit ready for September then, congratulations both of you, err will that Billy Batten be there?
Charlotte: Steady on John, they’ve only just set the date, he’s been a bit busy you know!
Charlotte: What a day, I don’t remember our wedding day seeming as long as this one.
John: It didn’t, we were the centre of attention, just like Jack and Lillian today, when you’re caught up in it like that it doesn’t seem to last long.
Charlotte: I suppose you’re right.
John: What are you two doing here now? It’s your wedding night you know!
Jack: Yes, trust me dad, we’re not going to forget that.
Lillian: We just wanted to say thank you for such a perfect day.
Charlotte: That’s so thoughtful, haven’t you got better things to do, now go on, shoo.
John: What a pair, you know Charlotte, she wasn’t the only beautiful bride there.
Charlotte: Oh, go on!
John: Why do you have to do this now?
Charlotte: Why do you have to do it at all? You don’t need to, you’re a teacher!
Lillian: We always knew it had to happen sooner or later.
Jack: I said right from the off, if the war went on for long, I would have to join up!
John: But you’ve got a family to think of!
Jack: We knew that when the war started.
John: Is there nothing I can say that’ll change your mind?
Jack: No, it’s something I have to do, it’s something I want to do, and it’s absolutely the right thing for me to do, nothing can change that.
Lillian: I’m upset, and worried, but what’s to say he won’t come home at the end of it all anyway?
John: Well, I can’t argue with you there, where did you say you’re going to be training?
Jack: Inns of Court officer training.
John: So you’re going to be an officer?
Jack: Hopefully, yes.
John: Oh well, maybe you’ll be able to stick to ordering troops around then.
Jack: Maybe yes, but we’ll have to see what the situation is like.
Charlotte: Well I don’t like it, but I’m going to support you all the way, and so will your dad, and your brother and your sisters too.
Jack: Thanks mum, I appreciate that, more than you probably realise.
Lillian: And please just come home safe to us!
Jack: I’ll do my best, I promise
Charlotte: Look John, Lillian’s got a letter from Jack today.
John: Excellent! What’s he said?
Lillian: He hates it where he is, but he’s making the best of it.
John: That sounds like my lad, I still remember the day he told me that he’d signed for FC, you could have knocked me over with a feather, I swear.
Charlotte: I got the impression you wanted to knock Jack over.
Lillian: Do you think he will just go straight back to Hull FC when he comes home?
John: I hope not, him playing for them, it’s not natural.
Charlotte: Well if he doesn’t, he’s made his mark!
John: Yeah, 52 tries in a single season, I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.
Lillian: I just hope he has the chance to decide which team to play for.
John: Hey, don’t worry Lillian, if there’s anybody I know who can get through that whole mess out there, it’s Jack!
Charlotte: Yes, he certainly can, he’s not soft.
Lillian: I just can’t help worrying, but I suppose you’re right.
John: I would be more worried if you weren’t feeling like that.
Lillian: Of course I care, he’s my husband, and Jackie’s father, he has to come home to us!
John: I know, and it’s love, and strength like that, which will bring him home to us all, at least I hope so anyway.
Jack: My Darling Lillian, I can’t really begin to describe how horrible it is here, the stench of death is absolutely everywhere. We’re doing our best to just get on with what life is like on the frontline, but it’s not easy. The problem is there’s loads of bodies in No Man’s Land, and we can’t go out and get them to give them a decent burial, because we’d get shot ourselves. So they’re just left out there, some of them sink into the mud, others get blown to bits by the bombing.
Lillian: I really hate it here, and I want to come home to you and Jackie, but I can’t just ask for leave, and I wouldn’t want to desert the lads either. I’m responsible for them. It’s a messy job but somebody’s got to do it I suppose. I’ve just been given an order which looks pretty scary, but I have to do it. Give Jackie a big hug and kiss from his dad, stay safe my sweetheart, I’ll be home as soon as possible.
Jack and Lillian together All my love, Jack.
John: Can I look at the letter, please?
Lillian: No! I want to keep hold of it, it’s addressed to me, from my Jack.
John: But I’m his dad…
Lillian: And I’m his wife, please understand, I just want to keep hold of it. Hearing what he’s said is one thing, reading it is quite something else.
John: Please, just let me read it, it’s important to me.
Lillian: I did try to warn you.
John: What? Oh, yeah, I know, err, I don’t like the thing about the bodies, that’s plain horrible.
Lillian: Please let’s not talk about it.
John: I don’t know how we can’t talk about it, it’s horrible I know, but I want to feel like I’m there with him, do you get that?
Lillian: Every day, but do you really think that he would want us to worry like this?
John: No I suppose not, but it doesn’t feel right trying to ignore it either.
Lillian: Look, I don’t want to talk about it, please don’t be angry with me, it’s just how I feel right now and I can’t help that.
Lillian: He’s been awarded a medal
John and Charlotte: (Together) A medal?
Lillian: That special mission he got, he lead a patrol in No Man’s Land, under heavy fire, he even caught a German prisoner!
John: What a man, we breed them tough in ‘ull.
Charlotte: What medal has he been awarded?
Lillian: Err, the Military Cross, for conspicuous gallantry, I’m so proud of him, he is amazing.
John: Of course he is, he’s my son.
Charlotte: Our son, and Lillian’s husband
Lillian: And Jackie’s father.
John: You watch both of you, he’ll be home, flying down that wing before you know it, and I’ll be supporting him, whatever colours he’s wearing!
Knock at the door, twice.
(Off Stage) Lillian Harrison?
John: Hello Lillian, we thought we’d visit and see our little man, how’s you?
Charlotte: I’ve brought a jar of jam for little Jackie, I made it especially…
John: I regret to inform you that your husband, J. Harrison, killed in action, in the early morning of the 3rd instant, death was instantaneous, and without any suffering. His battalion was involved in an attack on German machine gun positions, in the dark, at Oppy Wood, Arras in Northern France, single handed across No Man’s Land to prevent the gun from firing so his men could get to safety, his gallantry was absolutely inspiring to all his men, because of where he fell it was impossible to retrieve his remains. I, and the C.O. and all the company deeply sympathise with you in your loss. Your husband always did his duty, and now has given his life for his country. We all honour him, and I trust you will feel some consolation in remembering this.
Now Lillian will run off stage screaming ‘NO, NO, NO!
Lights will go down and then a spotlight will shine on Jack a few seconds later.
Jack: I have no grave, they never found my body, it was impossible for them really, because I actually reached the German lines before they got me. (Now Lillian and John will come back on stage and stand beside Jack) Lillian, Jackie and my father, went to Buckingham Palace in March 1918, and collected the Victoria Cross that I was posthumously awarded by King George the 5th. I have no grave, but you can see my name on the Arras Memorial in northern France, not far from where I fell, in the East Yorkshire Regiments chapel at Beverley Minster, in St. Charles Borromeo Church in Jarratt Street, and now I’m going to be remembered with a commemoration stone in Sutton, now do me a favour tonight please, when you go home, think of us and remember, for your tomorrow, we gave our today.
Now the cast will come together, all saying, ‘They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old, age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn, at the going down of the sun, and in the morning, we will remember them.’
The last post will be sounded.