Just found this. My dad and I were extras for three weeks that summer, my sister was the unit nurse, dishing out paracetamol and hangover cures to the cast and crew. We had great times mixing with the cast during breaks in the filming, not a single one of them reluctant to have a chat. Loads of local kids were taken on as extras and they were very well looked after. We started around 7, were given 3 very good meals every day and we all went home around 5. When I find the relevant scenes where we feature, I'll post the links. I had a couple of jobs, starting as a serf inspecting a chicken, then progressed to a King's Guard. The chain mail we wore was very heavy and very cunningly planned (thanks, Baldrick). It was made from knitted brown string sprayed silver, and as the shoot went on, the paint started flaking, exposing what looked like rust underneath. The halbards we carried were real and anyone caught mucking about was instantly dismissed and told not to come back.
I'm sure that's Mrs Forster, who was at time of filming, my junior school teacher (in the brown dress at 1:25) that look she gives, in the closer shots is burned into my psyche!!
The dress code is fascinating. Our family goes to the Society of Saint Pius X and short sleeves are forbidden. Short sleeves seem to have come in some parishes as far back as the 1920s so the dress code was slipping even then in some places. Lovely to see this video.
I was just a year old at the time and in the pram! Not old enough to understand a school sports day. That would come a decade later when I started senior school in 1981!
Fifty years. As Sandy Denny said, where does the time go? Great arrangements on the album but this with just Jonathan and his guitar. Wonderful. As for 'Madeleine', who these days would rhyme 'heart' with 'Sartre'
Hi there, I'm working on a documentary and we might be interested in using some of your footage, is there somewhere I can get in touch with you with more details? Thanks!
@@kellyfan222 of course, I understand. I've added my email address to the 'about' section on my youtube channel profile - temporarily. You should be able to access it there. Thanks!
So nice to listen to this once again. My GF, now wife, and I saw him at Newcastle City Hall in 1972 and 1973, then at Newcastle Polytechnic in 1975 with, I think, the Outside lineup (certainly Snowy White was on guitar) when he was touring the "Two Days in Winter" album. Happy days from half a century ago. Our son shares his name. R.I.P. Jon, you're sadly missed along with all the old songs and those that you, sadly, never got to write.
Us too. Kings Hall, Aberystwyth. That was a very funky outfit. I think the bass player went on to play in The Blockheads. Second best gig I ever saw (after Madness in Nottingham)… however someone threw a coke bottle at my head from the balcony, only just missing (twice). JK played a solo first half waiting for the gear to turn up.
@@stephensmith799 At Newcastle Poly in 1975, introduced by my late mate Russell Watson, who died of cancer shortly after, having been told that it was benign (he DJ'd at the Poly and I DJ'd at Newcastle Uni) he played with the band first, then returned for a solo set on acoustic guitar. By near the end of that, half the crowd had left (as the bar shut at 1am, but we always got two or three rounds in just before then) and the remaining students were shit-faced and started noisily licking empty beer cans around at the back, not great for an acoustic set, but JK just changed the lyrics to a sarcastic thanks for kicking the cans about. I got made a full recording on cassette of the gig and took a few photos from the solo set, the best one being when the flash failed to fire. Luckily I caught Russ, who had a very distinctive voice, introducing him. It's still on tape and CD-R somewhere, with the photos as the cover pictures. It was also so very nice to see JK perform pub gigs in the few years before he died (circa August 2020 if I remember correctly).
@@LizardKingJimLA69 ‘Memories last longer than things’. From what you saw JK liked doing solo half sets. At the gig I saw he was a replacement for The Climax Blues band, so initially I was disappointed, but the solo set songs were excellent (played on a massive jazz guitar with a really good right hand damping technique which certainly got the audience swaying). It is really hard to lose mates. My beloved grandfather Abbott died when I was seven and I missed him terribly. It was the winter of 1963. Yet curiously he is still with me as if just outside my field of vision…. And I’m not being religious, not being a believer at all. I realise how much he liked me then because of how I feel towards my lovely grandchildren. Sorry for your loss. I know the feeling.
@@stephensmith799 Thanks, Stephen. My local grand dad died when I was about 6 in 1959. He lived at The Folly, Greenside and used to take me to the side of the local pit line where he'd sit on the seat and we'd watch the pit trains go to and from Greenside Colliery. My most recent loss, if you can call it that in the circumstances, was when an old virtually lifelong mate told me that the girl friend I had for seven months in 1972/3, just before I met my wife, who he still knew via her husband, had died of cancer aged 62 in 2017. Even after all those years, strangely I was quite upset by the news and, even more strangely, thoughts of her have tended to flash into my mind from nowhere once or twice a week ever since. Weird or what? I can only think that it's because it's the first girl friend that I have actually learned had died. We went to lots of concerts together, including (Jeff) Beck, Bogart and Appice, Osibisa, The Pretty Things, Ten Years After and others at the Poly plus dozens of bands at The Mayfair like Steppenwolf, Free, Curved Air, Wizzard, Nazareth.......
@@LizardKingJimLA69 Osibisa and Curved Air me too. Osibisa managed to convert us back into Africans in barely a minute. Fantastic band. Curved air stays in the memory because of the violin player which gave them a unique but slightly scary live sound. You do well to remember and honour the people closest. Not the least religious, me; but I can see the sense of ‘Ancestor Worship’. That’s harsh news you live with there. My elder grandson is just facing his first set back: being bullied by a ‘friend’ in school (age six). I dwell a lot on how little I can do to protect him from the misfortunes to come. But we can let people know that we think of them still. I wish I could say that the first girl I really fell for ever even knew it. Never forgotten mind you. But out of reach.
Saw Jonathan support the Strawbs at The Dome, Brighton His set was immaculate, warm, witty, great songs, I recorded the complete set on my Grundig cassette, the tape is long gone unfortunately
What a great shame that your recording no longer exists, the only known recording from that tour is a poor quality off air recording an a BBC in Concert appearance by both Jonathan and the Strawbs. There are plenty of other videos of Jonathan on RU-vid plus some rarities on his Facebook page
Whatever happened to gentle comedies like this which were written and performed with wit and charm? I have a vague memory of dotty Mr. Haddock (Roy Dotrice) running linguistic rings around his opponent in court. It is hard to believe the same man played the Curé Ponosse in the BBC's adaptation of Clochemerle. He was a wonderful character actor.
Saw Jonathan live once at the Round House when I was about 15, 48 years ago. And never ever foegit that performance. Thanks for the memories!,,, ♥️♥️♥️
