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Thursday, 31 July 2014


I’ve had a few messages asking if I really want to be a Punch and Judy man as a result of the mentions in the last couple of blogs. It’s not something I have thought about a lot throughout my life but the older I get the more appealing such a less pressured pace of life becomes. I don’t even know how popular the whole concept is nowadays but I vaguely know that they still exist, maybe as a novelty that parents are more interested in than children are. A lot of the traditional subject matter doesn’t sit well these days such as Punch hitting Judy and the baby with a stick, so for research I will have to go and see a few shows around the country.

The reason it appeals to me is that it belongs to another age of entertainment, and recalls the glory days of the British seaside holiday during the Victorian era with a dash of the old Music Hall thrown in. Punch and Judy actually goes back further, and isn’t even a British creation. The entertainment has roots in 16th century Italian commedia dell’arte and arrived in this country in 1662.

A glance around the Internet hasn’t brought up what I would think of as the Punch and Judy script, the performer (let’s call him the Punchman or even Professor) makes it up as he goes along. I always imagined a small repertory cast of Punch, Judy, the baby, the policeman, and for some reason a crocodile. At no point in my memory can I remember ever seeing a Punch and Judy show, despite spending most of my life living by the sea. A Punch and Judy fan site I have found states that there used to be all manner of characters that don’t seem to be used or even commonly known these days such as Joey the Clown, The Skeleton, The Doctor (there is a way you could curry favour with today’s sophisticated young audiences with a character of that name but you might infringe BBC copyright), Hector the Horse, Pretty Polly, The Devil (this stopped being so common in Victorian England due to religion still being big back then), The Hangman, The Blind Man, Mr. Scaramouch (who presumably came on and did the fandango) and best of all a character known as The Beadle. This was a gnome faced prankster with one hand smaller than the other who would play stupid tricks on people and then approach them wearing a false beard over his own shorter beard as a seemingly impenetrable disguise. That last bit was made up, but there was a character called The Beadle. How one man coped with all this isn’t recorded, although it might explain why they aren’t used anymore.

Puppeteering has fascinated me for years and is something I have often thought about doing but I haven’t known what path to take. I don’t want to copy The Muppets or anything that’s been done so am at a bit of a cul-de-sac about whether or not I could actually do it. At one point I considered remaking classic films with puppets instead of humans but not doing it as a comic thing but as the serious piece of drama it was intended. Money is obviously a sticking point.

The life of the Punchman (to use its proper term) appeals to my desire for a more laid back approach to life though. I picture myself as an old man living in a small flat by the sea, not one of the brash seaside resorts but somewhere a little calmer. The day would begin with a morning stroll along the beach walking the dog, maybe paddling the whole way if the weather was nice. Then around ten o’clock when the hotels and bed and breakfasts had finished breakfast service I would set about the start of the working day, this would fit in brilliantly with my not being a morning person. The first performance would be at around eleven o’clock with a couple more dotted through the day earning money through donations as would a busker. Once the day was done I would hopefully have made enough money to buy myself an evening meal or a bag of chips, totally living on what I made. Gone would be the pressure of podcasts and various other deadlines, although I’m sure I can’t give up on the music side of things and would keep my hand in somehow. Maybe doubling up as a gig promoter at a seaside pub would satisfy that need.

I can use a swazzle too so I’m halfway there.

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