Letterpress Type – hand setting and compositions. Like the old days

It was slow and precise. Then machines that set text appeared rattling out 9,000 characters an hour, 24 7; save for maintenance. In the 50’s I remember the FOC- Father of the Chapel, saying, ‘Don’t worry your job is safe, been around for 600 years. Jim referred to rumours a man at Bromley in Kent 20 miles from where I worked at a large printer at Chatham in Kent. This man had a machine called a ‘Word Processor,’ and could set in a week, more type than several hundred Compositors in the county could do in a month. Some years later and when Rupert Murdoch virtually shut down London’s Fleet Street, thousands of Tradesmen were out of work. What happened you see was. Typists could type text/copy it was transferred to a material that...

Short Stories. The Healing Bullet.

  This is as screenplay – Final Draft format. INT or EXT = Interior/Exterior. Named Caps = characters. VO = Voice over Opening scenes from my screenplay, factual account of Howard Florey and Penicilan. INT. FIELD HOSPITAL WW1 – DAY France WW1 Outside the noise from powerful Guns firing is deafening.  Screams from injured soldiers is muffled as Shells explode on impact in the waterlogged quagmire, shaking the ground. Amid the horror, the battlefield is strewn with corpses. Seriously wounded BRITISH soldiers lie everywhere. THREE SURGEONS in white overalls smothered in the blood cannot cope as more casualties are stretchered in. One young surgeon ALEXANDER FLEMING speaks in a broad Scot accent to a colleague as he draws the sheet over the dead...

Short Stories The Ghosts and the Harleys.

This compound actually existed. In WW2 an officer was in charge of a very large United States Military stores depot at Heathfield on the southern edge of Dartmoor in Devon, England.  In late 1945 the US Army buried the entire inventory of crated new Jeeps, Harley Davidsons, and trucks, plus crates of spares at their Devon compound In 1995 a local Devon newspaper invited the officer back to see if I could identify its location. Unfortunately, with an industrial site, a housing development a dual carriage road, and the Pine Forrest. He had no idea just where the depot was. Then, fate took a hand, his wife’s name he carved old Oak tree convinced him he was in the right spot. In 1970 two Harleys were heard nightly across Dartmoor. The riders are two ghosts. One, the...

Short Stories. The Skunk’s Room

The Following is from my screenplay; Cast of Eagles. Air Commodore Al Deere is not mentioned in this. Skinner existed, other characters are fictitious. That said, I had two versions ref., Sq/Ldr., Skinner: first, his dialogue as written. Another, he didn’t say this. I left it my screenplay for greater effect, as I believe this the true one. Even the skunk’s room, first it existed and maybe still does. The other version, it never existed. Either way, it’s my way of saying Thank You to these brave young men. I lived in Chatham, Kent. It was in a sky-path aptly called Bomb Alley. Between Dover and Lydd was Hell Fire Corner. I remember the dogfights as if they happened yesterday. The old reinforced concrete walls and roof of this very old neglected world war two...

Short Stories. The Giant’s Playground

  This is as screenplay – Final Draft format. INT or EXT = Interior/Exterior. Named Caps = characters. VO = Voice over Just one of the exciting action scenes from my Feature Action screenplay. A fully loaded United States VLCC Very Large Crude Carrier is caught in a giant Whirlpool and looks doomed. The largest US Aircraft Carrier tries slingshotting it out. This is as screenplay = Final Draft format. INT or EXT = Interior/Exterior. Named Caps = characters. VO = Voice over INT. BRIDGE USN AIRCRAFT CARRIER – DAWN On duty: an assortment of OFFICERS, CREW, SPECIALISTS. ADMIRAL FOX watches the tanker. Then switches attention to monitor showing satellite pictures of tanker’s plight. A massive swirling Whirlpool, so large the outer edge seems calm. The...