I have been saddened recently about the
deaths of my fellow thespians, Derek Mule, Peter Gask and Ricardo
Needles. It is always sad when such people leave us, and although I
have been helping Police with their subsequent enquiries, I do feel I
should share a few memories.
Derek Mule was one of the stalwarts of
the now legendary Fenchurch Players. Ask anyone who knows the
slightest bit about post-Dada Neo Impressionalistic Brechtian
Improvisation between March and August 1964 in Fenchurch Street and
they will know exactly what you mean. Derek was brought up by Nuns
and, after an unsuccessful boxing career, where he managed to be
knocked out not only by his opponents but also by a surprisingly
moist sponge, he settled on a career in acting. At 19 he was
auditioned to appear in David McKaverkies' seminal production of
'It's The Wife'. In the audience was a young producer called George
Givern, who immediately cast him as third mysterious alien two rows
back and eight in from the left in scene 26a of his film 'The Hoardes
of Aliens'. The role was reprised in the series 'A slightly larger
hoarde of aliens', 'A really substantial horde of aliens' and the
final installment 'Bloody hell, that's a lot of aliens in one place
at the same time'. His television work was manifest and varied. Ne'er
a shadowy figure nor worried onlooker would be seen that was not him.
In Doctor Who he was a man who sought revenge on Jon Pertwee for
standing on his toe by destroying Saturn. Z Cars saw him as Emperor
Zang, evil warlord of Dock Green. And of course Jan Francis stunt
double in Just Good Friends. But it was the late eighties and early
nineties he became a household name, like Hoover or Vim. Travis
Naughton was on everyones' lips, as the swarthy shoe salesman with a
perchance for detecting murder in the series 'Death is a four letter
word'. For eight long years everything was investigated, from the
dark mysterious death of a bus conductor on a late night journey from
Hull, the demise of a Northern dancer in a hangliding mishap and
perhaps the Zenith of his story arc, the deaths of several members of
a Sheffield sect of the Yakuzi. I met Derek several times, but his
hectic life and career obviously took over, and he never returned my
calls. Success makes loners of us all.
Peter Gask was a natural in every way.
Trained as a weatherman in the army, he often boasted about his
missions abroad. His sauntering to Denmark to test the snow. His
traversing of the Khyber Pass to see how far dribble could travel at
altitudes. And his undercover reports on what the clouds looked like
over Berlin. All, he was told, were vital to win the war, although it
was to his shame it was 1972. Peter's most famous moment came in the
now-infamous drizzle-gate, when he forecast that it would be fine and
dry with little chance of showers. However, it drizzled in Rochester
for over fifteen minutes. Riots ensued. Society broke down. Gask
became a wanted man, looking over his shoulder every minute of every
day lest an angry damp Rochester Resident exact terrible revenge. He
resorted to disguises, and finally presented the weather as Edith
Piaf. Finally the met office employed something few know about –
the Weatherman Protection scheme. A weatherman or woman, having made
an erroneous prediction, can be reassigned to another locale with a
new identity. All ties to the old life are cut. Peter and I stayed in
touch, although it was difficult because due to a Met Office typing
error, he was assigned the identity of one of the Queens' Corgis. I
cannot divulge which Corgi was Peter. Sadly, after 8 years as a Corgi
peter was put to sleep after biting the Duke of Edinburgh.
Ricardo Needles was the ultimate
gentleman. Suave, generous but with a playboy streak which got him
some plum roles in both film and Theatre. Born Ricardo Oliympardi in
Rome in 1952, he got his first break in performing during a try out
for a spanner commercial. From there, he rose to all sorts of tool
promotions. Spanners, trowels, hammers, screwdrivers and ratchets. It
was during a promotion for SeƱor Gulez Wheelbarrows that he was seen
by directed Rick Kim, and cast in the now cult horror Wheelbarrow of
Blood, part of the oeuvre we now call tacky but which was, at the
time, quite the thing to be seen in. Many notables have been in these
trashy tales. David Warner, Tom Baker, Peter O'Toole. It was almost a
rite of passage. Needles went onto become one of the regular actors
in the series, appearing in Pruners of Death, The Sheering of Nellie
Potsmould, Ungodly Potting and the now legendary Hose of Horror. From
there it was a spell at the National, starting in Needhams' The
Closet in the title role, through Brecht and Ibsen, to the Bard. From
here he stepped almost effortlessly – but with the help of producer
Bunny Fealan – to become Dr Richard Noakes in the daytime drama
'Gloves'.
All three of these fine performers will
be missed, not least because they all owed me money.
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