by Judi Dench
For Finty and Sammy
List of Illustrations
Unless otherwise credited, all pictures belong to Judi Dench. While every effort has been made to contact copyright holders, if any have been inadvertently overlooked the publishers would be happy to acknowledge them in future editions.
Text Illustrations
As a girl, with five friends
With John Neville in Hamlet, 1957
With John Gielgud in The Cherry Orchard, 1961 (John Timbers)
With Edward Woodward in Private Lives, 1965
Backstage after Cabaret, 1968 (Bentley Archive / Getty)
With Michael on our wedding day, 6 February 1971 (Tina Carr)
With Michael Pennington in The Way of the World, 1978 (Donald Cooper / Photostage)
As Mother Courage, 1984 (Donald Cooper / Photostage)
With Anthony Hopkins in Antony and Cleopatra, 1987 (ArenaPal)
With the cast of Look Back in Anger, 1989: Edward Jewesbury, Emma Thompson, Kenneth Branagh and Gerard Horan (Moira Williams)
With Ronald Pickup in The Cherry Orchard (Donald Cooper / Photostage)
With Michael and members of the cast of A Fine Romance
As Desirée Armfeldt in A Little Night Music, 1995 (Mark Douet)
With Billy Connolly in Mrs Brown, 1996
With Samantha Bond in Amy’s View, 1999 (ArenaPal)
With Colin Firth in Shakespeare in Love, 1998 (Miramax Films / Universal Pictures / The Kobal Collection)
In Tea with Mussolini, 1999 (Philippe Antonello / Medusa / The Kobal Collection)
Michael
As Lady Bracknell, filming The Importance of Being Earnest, (Greg Williams / Art and Commerce)
As Judith Bliss in Hay Fever, 2006 (Nigel Norrington / ArenaPal) 1074229
As Titania in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 2010 (Nobby Clark / ArenaPal)
Section One
As the First Fairy in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 1957 (Snowdon/Camera Press)
On holiday in France in the 1950s
As Maria in Twelfth Night, 1958 (Mander & Mitchenson Archive /ArenaPal)
As the Princess of France in The Age of Kings, 1960 (BBC Photo Library)
In Z-Cars, 1960 (BBC Photo Library)
With Franco Zeffirelli rehearsing for Romeo and Juliet, 1960 (Getty)
With Peggy Ashcroft in The Cherry Orchard, 1961 (ArenaPal)
Charity dancing photo, 1963 (Reg Lancaster / Express / Getty)
As Titania in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 1962 (Express / Getty)
As Isabella in Measure for Measure, 1962 (Gordon Goode /Shakespeare Birthplace Trust)
As St Joan, 1966
With Ian Richardson in Peter Hall’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 1965
As Sally Bowles in Cabaret, 1968 (Hulton Archive / Getty)
As Perdita in The Winter’s Tale, 1969 (Hulton Archive / Getty)
As Viola in Twelfth Night with Donald Sinden as Malvolio, 1969 (Morris Newcombe)
Wedding Day, 6 February 1971 (Bentley Archive / Getty)
Michael in Judi’s going-away hat
Rehearsing with Michael (John Brook)
Section Two
With Michael in London Assurance, 1970 (Mander & Mitchenson Archive / ArenaPal)
With Michael in The Merchant of Venice, 1971 (John Brook)
With Finty as a baby (Press Association)
Michael and Finty in Cyprus
Finty in her communion outfit
As Lady Macbeth with Ian McKellen, 1976 (Laurence Burns /ArenaPal)
With Jeremy Irons in Langrishe, Go Down, 1978 (SUS / Camera Press)
Rehearsing Much Ado About Nothing, 1976 (Nobby Clark)
With Norman Rodway in Juno and the Paycock, 1980 (Donald Cooper / Photostage)
With Anna Massey in A Kind of Alaska, 1982 (Laurence Burns)
With Michael in A Pack of Lies, 1983 (Donald Cooper /Photostage)
With Michael in Mr and Mrs Nobody, 1986 (Donald Cooper /Photostage)
The cast of BBC Radio 3’s King Lear, 1984 (Topfoto)
A trip to a brewery for Entertaining Strangers, 1987
The black glove (Tim Pigott-Smith)
Section Three
As Cleopatra in Antony and Cleopatra, 1987 (Donald Cooper /Photostage)
As Gertrude with Daniel Day-Lewis as Hamlet, 1989 (Donald Cooper / Photostage)
With Michael Pennington in The Gift of the Gorgon, 1992 (Ben Christopher / ArenaPal)
As Christine Foskett in Absolute Hell, 1995 (ArenaPal)
Backstage preparing for Amy’s View, 1997 (John Timbers)
Rehearsing for A Little Night Music, 1995 (Sasha Gusov /ArenaPal)
Rehearsing for Amy’s View with Richard Eyre and David Hare, 1997 (John Haynes)
With Michael at John Mills’s eightieth birthday party, 1988
Enjoying the garden at home
Michael
Finty and Sammy
Michael and Sammy at Eriska
With Sammy, Finty and Minnie (John Timbers)
Section Four
With Geoffrey Palmer in As Time Goes By (BBC Photo Library)
With members of the cast of Cranford (BBC Photo Library)
With Pierce Brosnan in Die Another Day, 2002 (Topfoto)
With Daniel Craig in Casino Royale, 2006 (Jay Maidment / Eon / Danjaq / Sony / The Kobal Collection)
With Tom Stoppard and John Madden after the announcement of the Oscar nominations for Shakespeare in Love (Topfoto)
With the Oscar, 1999 (Getty)
In Italy filming Tea with Mussolini, 1999
With Kevin Spacey
With Bob Hoskins in Mrs Henderson Presents, 2005 (Stephen Frears)
With Toby Stephens in The Royal Family, 2001 (ArenaPal)
With Bill Clinton and Maggie Smith after a performance of The Breath of Life, 2002
With Maggie Smith in Ladies in Lavender, 2004 (Tom Collins / Scala Productions / The Kobal Collection)
With Jim Broadbent in Iris, 2001 (Miramax Films / Topfoto)
With Cate Blanchett in Notes on a Scandal, 2005 (Giles Keyte /Fox Searchlight / The Kobal Collection)
In Nine, 2010 (Lucamar Productions / The Kobal Collection)
In Rage, 2008
At the Prom to celebrate Stephen Sondheim’s eightieth birthday, 31 July 2010 (Yui Mok / Press Association)
Contents
List of Illustrations
Preface
1 Early days
1934–1957
2 The Old Vic
1957–1960
3 From Stratford to Oxford via West Africa
1961–1965
4 Exciting times at Nottingham and Oxford
1965–1967
5 Cabaret and return to the RSC
1968–1970
6 Happy families
1970–1975
7 Golden years at the RSC
1975–1981
8 From Lady Bracknell to Mother Courage
1982–1985
9 Carrie Pooter and Cleopatra
1986–1987
10 Directing for the first time
1985–1993
11 A run of tragedies
1989–1992
12 Working in television
1978–2002
13 From The Seagull to A Little Night Music
1993–1995
14 Mrs Brown and ‘M’
1964–1996
15 Amy’s View and Hollywood
1997–1998
16 Shakespeare in Love and Broadway
1998–2000
17 Italy on stage and screen
1998–1999
18 Michael
1999–2001
19 Lady Bracknell and some other grandes dames
2001–2006
20 More naughty ladies
2006–2009
21 And Furthermore
2009–2010
Chronology of parts
Awards
Acknowledgements
Index
Preface
I DO NOT CONSIDER THIS an autobiography. I have neither the time nor the skill to write one, and John Miller has covered much of my life in his 1998 biography, the seventieth birthday book from my friends which he edited, and the illustrated Scenes from my Life we assembled together.
So when Ion Trewin approached me about this new volume I hesitated for a long while. Eventually he persuaded me that told in my own voice, filling gaps and remembering much that John Miller did not know or did not include in his biography, was more than sufficient justification for a new and updated account.
I said that I supposed in that case we might entitle it And Furthermore, as a follow-up to those earlier books. I hasten to add that this is also not the final word, since I have often expressed the wish to emulate my dear friends and mentors, John Gielgud and Peggy Ashcroft, both of whom continued working right to the end.
I have enjoyed – and am still enjoying – a wonderful life, and made some friendships I cherish deeply, many of which appear in these pages, and that is one of the most important reasons why I am happy to put all this on the record.
1
Early days
1934–1957
I CAN HARDLY BELIEVE THAT it is more than half a century since I first stepped on to the stage of the Old Vic Theatre, and into a way of life that has brought me the most rewarding professional relationships and friendships. I cannot imagine now ever doing anything else with my life except acting, but it was not something that I actually planned when I was growing up. That may seem strange, as my whole family was deeply involved in theatre in one way or another.
My father was a doctor in general practice, but spent much of his spare time acting with the Settlement Players, a very good amateur group in York. He and my mother were keen theatre-goers, so my elder brothers and I were taken to the theatre from a very early age. When I saw the celebrated farce Cuckoo in the Nest by Ben Travers, I laughed so much when a man jumped up in a laundry basket at the end of a bed wearing those combinations they called longjohns, that I thought I would have some kind of fit. In fact I think my mother must have decided that I really was going to have a fit, because I was taken home at the interval, and only brought back the next night to see the second half of the play. We went to Peter Pan at Leeds, and when we came home I said, ‘Couldn’t we fix some wires up in the waiting room, and I could come flying in from the consulting room to the waiting room?’ My parents must have been in despair.
Daddy was a fine actor, and a marvellous after-dinner speaker; with a great sense of timing. He had the ease of an Irishman in telling stories, and he had a brilliant sense of humour. He was actually born in Dorset, but brought up in Dublin, and only moved to York after he married. He was so very grounded as a doctor. I used to go visiting patients with him, and as he turned into roads the children used to come and hold on to the car. He became really very popular as a GP, and we hardly ever saw him at any meals, because he was always out delivering babies. People still come up to me and say, ‘You won’t believe this, but your father delivered me as a baby.’ I always try to look surprised.
Mummy also acted occasionally, but more often was responsible for the costumes. Once they went to a party with Daddy as Shakespeare and Mummy as Elizabeth I, and she made the most incredible dress for the Queen. They were also in a film about Dick Turpin’s ride to York, and I still have the picture of the two of them on the stairs at home. A man called Wilson, who taught me to ride, was in the film with them, and he left us a box of costumes from it, with various bodices and skirts.
Mummy could whip up anything, and after I had seen the Laurence Olivier film of Henry V I longed to go to a fancy-dress party as the Princess of France, so she made me the most beautiful dress, with cotton-wool all round the sleeve marked like ermine. I made the headdress that I had seen Renée Asherson wearing, with a piece of netting round my head and a ruler through the top. It looked absolutely terrific. (It never crossed my mind that one day I would play that part onstage.) Over the years there were all sorts of things that had just got put in the ottoman, which we were always digging through; I just thought that all families got dressed up like that.
When the Settlement Players did Christopher Fry’s The Firstborn I played Tuesret, the pharaoh’s daughter. Christopher became a great friend years later, and I rather regret that is the only time I have ever acted in one of his plays. When I was at Clifton Preparatory School we did a Nativity Play and I was told I was to play a fairy, which I was quite cross about, because I knew the Nativity story did not involve fairies. I also played a snail once, and Alice in Alice in Wonderland.
My brothers, Peter and Jeffery, who were quite a bit older than me, appeared in school productions at St Peter’s in York, which is one of the oldest schools in the country. In Shaw’s Caesar and Cleopatra Peter played Caesar and Jeff was Cleopatra. I saw Jeff as Kate in The Taming of the Shrew and Cassius in Julius Caesar, and Peter as Duncan in Macbeth. I thought it was very racy to spin round on the piano stool at home and say, ‘What bloody man is that?’ That was all I remembered of the play, but I did say that rather a lot.
Because of the age-gap between us I was of course sent to bed much earlier than the boys, and I remember so well going to bed and hearing them playing cricket in the garden, and hearing all that life going on outside; I simply couldn’t bear it, and it is still like that. I don’t like missing anything, even today I hate to be in bed and hear people talking downstairs, because I am far too nosy, I have to know what they are on about.
Our house was in an area called ‘York Without’, because it was outside the city walls. We had a long straight strip of garden, with a few apple trees. We couldn’t grow very much, apart from some lovely lilies-of-the-valley and a few roses, and we used to rake the pears off the tree next door. At the end of the garden was an old barn, and owls used to live in there. When the boys had friends round playing cricket they were always knocking the ball over into Miss Lazenby’s garden, and she would never give the ball back, however much we asked for it. One day Jeff found a rat in the barn, and they did it all up and gave it to me to take it round and push through her door. Daddy heard about it, and told us all off.
My first school, Miss Meaby’s, was just up the road from my brothers’ school, St Peter’s, so when I finished for the day I used to go and sit on the wall to watch the boys playing games, waiting for my mother to come and take us home.
When I went to the Mount School in the city there were no such things as day-girls, so I had to be a boarder all the time, but I didn’t mind that at all really. We were allowed home at weekends for just a day, but not to sleep. When games were cancelled we had to go on what was called a ‘wet-walk’, all sorts of different walks that we had to do. So I used to go out of school, ring up home, and they would come and fetch us. We would have a huge tea, then Mummy would water us in the garden with a watering-can, drop us at a corner near school, and we trudged back soaked to the skin. I don’t think we were ever caught out.
The first play I saw at the Mount was Julius Caesar, with lots of big girls in bigger togas. I thought that was not at all a good play to do, and it is the one Roman play I have fought shy of ever since. But it was there that I first played Titania in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, a role I returned to with the RSC in 1962 for Peter Hall, and again in 2010 at his request at the Kingston Rose Theatre.
The teacher who had the most influence on me had been known as Joy Harvey when she had worked with John Gielgud, but at school she was called Mrs Macdonald. Her marriage had broken up, but after I left she wrote me the most lovely letter, saying that she was standing on York Station when suddenly her husband had appeared and they had got together again, years after their break-up. She seemed to me quite dissipat
ed; she used to drink, and smoked like a chimney, but she would suddenly talk about acting in the professional theatre, and bring it all alive. She was a good laugher, but she took it very seriously, and she was a terrific teacher.
That is why I have reservations about drama students being taught by people who have never actually worked in the theatre. It has worked sometimes, for actors like John Neville and Richard Burton, but most people need somebody to tell them what it is actually like to be in a company, how you should behave, and the homework you must do, so that you don’t take up a lot of other people’s time.
The other teacher at the Mount who influenced me was Phoebe Brook, the art mistress. Everybody was encouraged, in whatever they did, to do it well but not to compete. Although we swam and played other sports against other schools, winning was not the important thing. That is quite important in my book. Deep down, I suppose I don’t really approve of the awards business, even when I have won them, because you can’t really award prizes for acting. That is not to say that when I have won awards I haven’t been absolutely thrilled – I have – but I suspect deep down that it is something that goes a bit against the grain. Acting is such a personal, imperfect kind of art.
Acting was just one of the things I did at school; I originally wanted to be a ballet dancer, until Daddy said, ‘Well, if you do take up dancing, by the time you are forty you’ll have to teach or something, because you just can’t go on for ever, it is quite a short career.’ I wouldn’t have liked that. I don’t like the thought of anything packing up.
For a while I wanted to be a theatre designer, and actually went to art school for several months, but then I was taken to see Michael Redgrave as King Lear at Stratford in the early Fifties, and came face to face with a theatre without a curtain. I was only used to a proscenium arch with a curtain, where they changed the set behind it in the interval. Suddenly here was this huge open stage with no curtain at all, just this enormous rough stone that was a throne at the beginning, and turned to become a hovel or a cave, or anything else that was needed. The set was designed by the team of Robert Colquhoun and Robert MacBryde, and I sat there thinking I could never ever have the imagination to do a set like that, and overnight I thought, I don’t think I can be the kind of designer I want to be. It really was a kind of road to Damascus for me.