tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25136301795585055432024-03-04T22:09:21.743-08:00THE GALLERYTPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-18775150120806270972012-02-07T08:20:00.000-08:002012-02-07T08:20:18.487-08:00ABOUT THE GALLERY<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">What follows is a mixture of press, location and personal shots from across TP's career, most of which of have languished for years in a small wooden chest. Some of the pictures are in need of repair and that will happen in due course.</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">As ever, photographer/copyright details are credited where they have been available, which is not very often. Also, not all persons are known and we'd welcome any information which might fill in the gaps. SM/WM</span></div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-52027866441839337972012-02-07T08:17:00.000-08:002012-02-08T01:38:34.653-08:00'WHAT DO YOU THINK, DUSTIN?'<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">Peckinpah looks very old Hollywood here with the cloth cap reversed and a cigarette hanging louchely from his mouth. His relaxation during set-up changes was knife-throwing.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Terry Hand’s production of ‘The Balcony’ by Jean Genet at the RSC in 1971 was easily the most peculiar piece of theatre TP was ever involved in. Regarded as a masterpiece it is possibly best described as absurdist allegory, taking place in a brothel where a microcosm of characters enact rituals and sex games which are intended to reflect the power dynamics and corruption of the outside world.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">The setting, the make-up scheme and the costumes each add to the sense of a grotesque dystopia with the authority figures placed high on stilts to emphasise their dominance.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">In this production still taken at a rehearsal TP is pictured along with Philip Locke, Brenda Bruce and Clement McCallin. Out of costume, the stilts on which they will perform are clearly visible. TP recalled that this made for an arduous evening on the steeply raked stage of the Aldwych Theatre and it was not unknown for some of the actors to topple backwards.</span></div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-51353860756239444542011-04-22T12:23:00.000-07:002014-07-04T11:00:59.626-07:00RALPH BY TP, TP BY RALPH<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">When TP's eldest son, Ralph, was some seven years old, he complained one evening of a deep seated pain. As it got worse his mother thought it best to take him to the family paractitioner, Dr.Ryan, in Sandymount. He diagnosed an appendicitis and Ralph was swiftly admitted to Dublin's <i>Sir Patrick Dunn Hospital</i>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">That was the trauma, but in this triptych taken by TP we see Ralph on the road to recovery in the Children's Ward.</span><br />
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TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-4678599491253281622011-03-18T10:01:00.001-07:002011-03-18T14:54:14.030-07:00ORGINAL LOBBY POSTER FOR "DOWNFALL"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-49491024858210242652011-03-08T08:14:00.000-08:002011-03-08T08:16:46.146-08:00SADLY GAZING ON THE GLOOM<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDaF395fG2VoKb-xHG7l-Rbygq3kDbU-_DMt6afqkYBWEGPMKsTLHW-dEamUB38yFCTI-nyxAd7Z7KEyoH0EABy70ergVBdkv8yKGLa1_uZfbNmRFFsZuXdgSatG19W9ev2gmwkrCTGKg/s1600/moynaltygrave+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDaF395fG2VoKb-xHG7l-Rbygq3kDbU-_DMt6afqkYBWEGPMKsTLHW-dEamUB38yFCTI-nyxAd7Z7KEyoH0EABy70ergVBdkv8yKGLa1_uZfbNmRFFsZuXdgSatG19W9ev2gmwkrCTGKg/s400/moynaltygrave+%25282%2529.jpg" width="400" /></a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em>Stephen Mc Kenna</em> writes: “This is a picture which recalls one of the saddest of times in <em>TP</em>’s life, and very much mirrors the grief that we, his children, experience now. The year is 1973 and the picture was taken a couple of days after <em>TP</em> had buried his father, <em>Ralph</em>. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Although only a rough and ready snap taken on an instamatic by his sister, Una, the sadness in the image is palpable as <em>TP</em> stands contemplating the fresh grave at the family plot in Moynalty. On the side of the monument, just visible, are the names of his grandfather, a great uncle and great aunt. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Though I was only ten years old, I vividly recall the sense of loss that Dad suffered at this time. The pall of his grief seemed to last forever and even in one of their final visits to <em>TP </em>in hospital, towards the end of his own life, sisters Annette and Sally spent their time reminiscing with <em>TP</em> about ‘Daddy’.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>TP</em> would recall his father as a stern figure in his early life, but also an immensely warm and loving father, held in great devotion by all his children. While initially, Ralph McKenna was both horrified and terrified at his son’s decision to seek a life on the stage, it would not be long before he would grow to be immensely proud of his son’s talent. With <em>TP</em>’s mother, May, they’d often journey up to Dublin to see his latest performance at the <em>Queen’s Theatre</em> where he would becoming a leading member of the <em>Abbey</em> company. During the interval he would engage other theatre goers in the bar in conversation. Canvassing their opinion on the show so far, he’d ‘innocently’ enquire, what they thought of ‘that young McKenna fella’. Invariably, receiving a keen response he’d proudly reveal himself as the actor’s father.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">And so now, it is we that are immensely proud of TP and all his accomplishments, but what we will nurture most tenderly, as he with his own father, is the memory of the enormous love and concern he extended to each of us all of his life.”</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">On May & TP's wedding day, following their celebratory breakfast, the happy couple made for Dublin Airport to depart on their honeymoon. However, so long were their goodbyes at the hotel they managed to miss their flight. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The word soon got back to the guests who were still having a fine time of it and spontaneously they got into cars, or hitched lifts and made their way out to the airport to continue the party there with May & TP.</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Eventually, their rebooked flight was called and in this shot (pi</span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: large;">ctured by Liam White) we see all the guests out on the viewing baclony waving a bon voyage to the the new Mrs & Mrs TP McKenna as they board their flat on the tarmac below.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: large;">Visible in this picure are TP's sister Sally far off on the left, while on the right side closest to the camera waving his top hat is May's father with daughter Alice on his left and son-in-law Eddie O'Byrne on the right.</span></div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-14257814137767385292011-03-03T01:58:00.000-08:002011-03-04T07:13:06.510-08:00TO BEGIN AT THE BEGINNING ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnR3vE-PBuimobCGy_PS9Mjjn3D3tJfElWlCL3frFtQOsQZSANeJUlkZOBKlofR44NTT9hirJ0eVRGlo-hvAeYu6XyBO6g-Q6MvONBwAXejqvj-0TlHRq8tSll9kgnhwXxriUYC5UsK_c/s1600/TP+cut+out.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnR3vE-PBuimobCGy_PS9Mjjn3D3tJfElWlCL3frFtQOsQZSANeJUlkZOBKlofR44NTT9hirJ0eVRGlo-hvAeYu6XyBO6g-Q6MvONBwAXejqvj-0TlHRq8tSll9kgnhwXxriUYC5UsK_c/s400/TP+cut+out.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">This is believed to be the earliest picture of the young TP. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Taken in a photographic studio when he would have been about two, it was then hand tinted and presented on a wood cut-out with stand. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">For as long as anyone can remember it took pride of place in a glass cabinet in the parlour of TP's parents' house in Mullagh. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Incidentally, TP's gorgeous curls provide a reminder of his first great romance, of which he would often talk - Shirley Temple! Sure, didn't he fall in love with her the first time he saw her on the Silver Screen.</span></div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-31308056680523908082011-03-02T04:01:00.000-08:002011-03-02T04:01:36.778-08:00TP'S FINAL RESTING PLACE<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">At the time the arrangement was confirmed, the Council conveyed the hope that TP would not need to avail of the granted permission for many years to come. Alas, that time came this week.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is an immensely special snapshot, for a number of reasons. Firstly, <em>TP</em> is hugging his neice <em>Fiona</em> whom he clearly thought was beguiling. Secondly it recalls a curious time in TP's career when having moved his family to London in 1972, suddenly, and perversely, film and stage offers started cropping up in Ireland and he needed a regular place to stay. <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">TP always liked to think that he was the most perfect of guests and he was proud to boast that his good friend, Norman Rodway, with whom he had stayed in London would refer to him as 'Slippers McKenna', so quiet were his comings and goings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Well, that was TP's version of events. In Dublin, meantime , apparently exasperated one day at the lack of a teaspoon in his brother's house, he took himself to the picturesque hardware store on the corner of Sandymount Green and purchased a dozen teaspoons. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">More than smugly satisfied with himself, he made his way back to Wilfield Park and proceeded to the master bedroom where Peter was aspiring towards a weekend lie-in.</span><br />
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</div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-2739545482912572572011-02-20T08:25:00.000-08:002011-02-20T08:28:21.011-08:00CARDINAL'S CONFIRMATION<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="color: #f3f3f3;">Messrs. Donnelly, Toal and O'Shea.</i><span style="color: #f3f3f3;"> </span> </span></b></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">No, not a firm of solicitors, but Donal Donnelly, Maureen Toal and Milo O'Shea at the wedding breakfast for TP & May in 1955. History does not recall the conversation but TP always talked of the great debt he owed Milo O'Shea for helping him make the leap from amateur to professional actor and Donal Donnelly, of course, remained a friend acorss the continents for all the years.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-10635719813687692182011-02-19T07:50:00.000-08:002011-02-19T07:50:04.994-08:00THOSE FABULOUS ABBEY BOYS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmlaG7BDFliPrst-CnKqnv-yjfd-aQHg3FsNNf2aoUPYxRqf8-L1NT3G7TEO9441_brPAv7qpaRKp4KH1YKtPWG9OuE-gDgLjtsVoP8XqMn2Fho6Xle-yWGjhvG_fHdEfdx_Wvo4bF_s/s1600/TP+Gallery+%25284+of+5%2529+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="435" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmlaG7BDFliPrst-CnKqnv-yjfd-aQHg3FsNNf2aoUPYxRqf8-L1NT3G7TEO9441_brPAv7qpaRKp4KH1YKtPWG9OuE-gDgLjtsVoP8XqMn2Fho6Xle-yWGjhvG_fHdEfdx_Wvo4bF_s/s640/TP+Gallery+%25284+of+5%2529+small.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">TP pictured with Des Lynam and Henry Kelly at the annual St.Patrick's Day reception hosted by Bord Failte at Greens Oyster Bar in 1986.</span></div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-78781166407403409862010-10-16T07:00:00.000-07:002010-10-18T01:34:57.862-07:00COSTUME DESIGN BY ALPHO O'REILLY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMpecO-B_Z8qW6qRf7zAm7kPQ_qZeZKTMFv3oUyKNywXFb62JdZAJYjm8eNq7_KeOb4ypg5NYBDapJYoyRi4TUHT8FlegBE-h45IOKRDb3T6mvn99A3GpvKOPqrglHFI2li7q1MO8Rgg/s1600/TP-004-4+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMpecO-B_Z8qW6qRf7zAm7kPQ_qZeZKTMFv3oUyKNywXFb62JdZAJYjm8eNq7_KeOb4ypg5NYBDapJYoyRi4TUHT8FlegBE-h45IOKRDb3T6mvn99A3GpvKOPqrglHFI2li7q1MO8Rgg/s400/TP-004-4+small.jpg" width="325" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is a costume drawing by Alpho O'Reilly who was the Head of Design for RTE. It was his costume projection for TP's appearance as 'Naoise' in the verse play 'Deirdre' by WB Yeats.<br />
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Brodcast by RTE in 1965 and a little while later on the new BBC2 network, TP also starred alongside Fionnula Flanagan and Cyril Cusack.</span> <span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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It is a typical actor's artefact and may have been given to him by O'Reilly who was responsible also for the stage design of 'Sleuth' (1973) in which TP appeared at the Olympia and the Cork Opera House. However, the pastel sketch has taken on an added poignancy as Alpho O'Reilly disappeared in wholly unexplained circumstances in 1996. </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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He had lived contentedly with his sister to whom he was devoted in a house facing Sandymout Strand, however she had recently passed away.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ybl77QrQ00VTuYY6V5imH183cLPWhHg39_sYdbMM6smKYcXsp4GcgfSWh4l0xtCga9ZJhhPThESZ2w726wMqGOD0ZCqLtWOk7inAh9ylVJBVvJsLeZBeXBVTa2eX_7TUM1Pyewz9zMw/s1600/alpho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ybl77QrQ00VTuYY6V5imH183cLPWhHg39_sYdbMM6smKYcXsp4GcgfSWh4l0xtCga9ZJhhPThESZ2w726wMqGOD0ZCqLtWOk7inAh9ylVJBVvJsLeZBeXBVTa2eX_7TUM1Pyewz9zMw/s1600/alpho.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">He was last seen getting petrol for his car early one morning at a service station in Ashford, Co.Wicklow, and then heading off in the direction of Wexford; and that was the last that was ever known of him or his car.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He lives on in this image though, because the celtic scrolls that decorate the background are actually charicatures of the designer.</span> </div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-88201225581719166172010-09-21T08:35:00.000-07:002010-09-30T01:19:35.745-07:00IRISH POST COMMUNITY AWARD<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">In 1980 TP was the recepient of a a special award from the Irish Post newspaper. These community awards were announced each year by proprietor Brendan MacLua in recognition of those who had made significant contributions to Irish life in Britain. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Also recognised that year were author Maeve Binchy and ballet legend Ninette de Valois.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">TP, in common with many of his Irish colleagues, never turned down a invitation from any Irish business or organisation, whether it was to attend some gala or an opening.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hard as it may be to appreciate now but the stock of the Irish in Britain in the 60s and 70s was depressingly low, both socially and politically, and TP considered it an automatic obligation to lend his support to any endeavour that would help transform that perception.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">The evening also provided a rare outing for the McKenna family. Well, almost. Pictured above are <span style="font-size: small;">(bottom, l to r.) </span></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">daughter Sally, May & TP and sons <span style="font-size: small;">(top, l to r.)</span> Breffni, Ralph and Stephen. Absent is Kilian who was then appearing with the <em>Royal Shakespeare Company</em> at Stratford Upon Avon.</span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">The young Master McKenna is suited and this shot was taken on the family farm during the time of the threshing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">Then on the right we see TP, having done some growing up, on the steps of St.Kilian's, the parish church in Mullagh where he braved early starts and frosty mornings for daily service as an altar boy.</span></div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-72738206900732737682010-09-12T06:10:00.000-07:002010-09-27T06:48:43.818-07:00TO BEGIN AT THE BEGINNING<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">This is the earliest item in the McKenna archive. A programme from Christmas 1942 for a production of The Yeoman of the Guard at TP's school, St.Pat's in Cavan. It was his first stage part and, in the role of 'Elsie Maynard (A Strolling Singer)' he is billed as 'Thomas P McKenna'. </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">There is another McKenna in the cast but he was not related.</span></b><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Proof positive, if it were ever needed, that you can take the man out of the bank, but you can't take the bank out of the man.</span></div></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">The year was 2000 and TP was approached to see if he'd be interested in becoming the key installation in a new interactive tour of the famous Bank of Ireland where, as David La Touche -one of the Bank's original founders, he would be the guide for thousands of visitors over several seasons.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Of course, it's a risk when an actor makes such a departure and there's the all too likely risk of becoming a spectacle rather than spectacular, however TP was more than assured by the quality of the script and the calibre of the production company. </span><br />
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<em><strong>“Don’t be an actor, my dear boy, until you are absolutely sure there’s nothing else you can do.” (Anew McMaster’s advice to the fifteen year old TP)</strong></em></div>TPEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15985180562813399991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2513630179558505543.post-80011932234213488022010-09-05T01:40:00.000-07:002010-09-13T06:18:34.984-07:00DRESSING ROOM, ROYAL COURT THEATRE LONDON - 1964<div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">A rare dressing room shot of TP as he chats before a performance of Julius Caesar at the Royal Court in 1964. Directed by Lindsay Anderson, he was Cassius to Ian Bannen's Brutus (originally cast as Nicol Williamson). Other cast members included Daniel Massey, David Warner and Graham Crowden. The production also marked the stage debut of a young Anthony Hopkins.</span></span><br />
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