Failed hippie, thwarted thespian, Richard flirted dangerously with microwave PIN diode modulation in the early seventies, languished long in Secondary Education and latterly tested his metal with Further Education and the Guardian quick crossword.
In his twilight ascendancy, he has fevered on the shores of the ice bound Volga, sweated in the suburbs of Dar Es Salaam, pulsed in the disco bars of Mombasa, planted the rice fields of Siam and boated the underground rivers of Palawan until finding creative oblivion in the streets and pubs and on the station platforms of Southsea and its surrounds.
Stage management productions: HMS Pinafore, She Stoops to Conquer, Oh! What a Lovely War, Find Me (Edinburgh Fringe).
T&G events: Poetry performances at the T&G concert and CIBAS seminar day, host of T&G Poetry in Translation, backstage support at T&G Havant Literary Festival concert.
A Winter’s Tale “Eight lines as First Gentleman that has changed Shakespeare forever.” Gosport Courier,
Under Milk Wood “Organ Morgan meets Chaplin. A new comic phenomenon treads the boards. I laughed even when he wasn’t on stage” Stokes Bay Times
The Trojan Women “Great acting but the sword was somewhat wooden” Gillkicker Gazette
The Boyfriend “You will have never seen tap dancing like this before and, with luck, will never see the like again.” Romsey Nights
Kidnapped at Christmas “Peirce’s prison warden is a triumph! He milks a laugh from every line.” Eastleigh and District Dairy Enquirer.
Richard reads The Wall and Orthoptera at Petersfield Write Angle.
Signal lights splash of the wet, polished rails.
Hunched against the lamp post
That trembles in the wind
Like a lover after the passion of lovemaking,
But cold and unyielding
As the heart in winter –
And I think of you
Far away from this pitiless platform
With your friends in Calaanan
Drinking Red Horse beer,
Shining faces in the evening tropic sun.