Welcome to GanderS Issue 9
In this super issue
The latest news
Still here…
The first Frederic
Piracy in Paignton…
Cartoon Caper
Feeling the anguish……
Driven by dates
Can we have our cake and eat it??

Still here…
Piracy in Paignton…
Feeling the anguish……
Can we have our cake and eat it??
Last show was the brilliant spooky Jack the Ripper. The second time we have performed this wonderful production penned by Ron Pember and Denis de Marne.
Our next venture is to be part of an enormous choir for the Wolverton Light Orchestra Christmas Concert on Sunday 10th December 2023.

“Ring a Ring o’ Roses” or “Ring a Ring o’ Rosie” is an English nursery rhyme or folksong and playground singing game. It first appeared in print in 1881, but it is reported that a version was already being sung to the current tune in the 1790s and similar rhymes are known from across Europe
It is unknown what the earliest version of the rhyme was or when it began. Many incarnations of the game have a group of children form a ring, dance in a circle around a person, and stoop or curtsy with the final line. The slowest child to do so is faced with a penalty and takes their place in the centre of the ring.
We probably recognise this version:
Ring-a-ring o’ roses,
A pocket full of posies,
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all fall down
Since after the Second World War, in the UK the rhyme has often been associated with the Great Plague which happened in England in 1665, or with earlier outbreaks of the Black Death in England. Interpreters of the rhyme before World War II make no mention of this; Peter and Iona Opie, the leading authorities on nursery rhymes, remarked:
‘The invariable sneezing and falling down in modern English versions have given would-be origin finders the opportunity to say that the rhyme dates back to the Great Plague. A rosy rash, they allege, was a symptom of the plague, and posies of herbs were carried as protection and to ward off the smell of the disease. Sneezing or coughing was a final fatal symptom, and “all fall down” was exactly what happened’.
However, folklore scholars regard this explanation of the rhyme as baseless for several reasons: it didn’t appear until the mid-twentieth century, the symptoms described do not fit especially well with the Great Plague, and European and 19th-century versions of the rhyme suggest that the “fall” was not a literal falling down, but a curtsy or other form of bending movement that was common in other dramatic singing games.
In March 2020, during the early stages of the COVID-19 pandemic, in a letter to Private Eye, the rhyme was jokingly proposed as the “ideal choice” of song to accompany hand-washing in order to ward off infection.
What do you think?


Twas the beginning of the year, the decs had been put away
New diets had been started, to get beach ready for the holiday
Then Uncle Covid came to visit, and cast our plans awry
Schools and pubs were closed down and parents began to cry
At G and S we were poised, to go on stage and sing
But Boris put a stop to that and instead we did……nothing
The weeks and months crept past, and some they did despair
Of ever singing on a stage again and dancing without care
A year went by and still we were locked down in our homes
No audience to perform to except the garden Gnomes
But then a glorious hope appeared and lit up the whole scene
You will be able to act again, just go get your vaccine.
So off we went to the docs and got the little scratch
Then 8 weeks later back we went, to get the 2nd batch.
So now we sit and hope that all the scientists are right
And sometime in November we will have an opening night.

Answers in the next edition of GanderS…

Well, as a responsible organisation we’re sensibly going with the data to decide when we get together again in real life.
If anything is going to make it worth considering dates instead it’s this delicious Armenian Spiced cake made by a lady called Heather.
Heather may not have originated the recipe but the results were duly wolfed down anyway.
Have a go and let us know what you think. It’s got dates in it…..
Prep 10 min
Soak Up to 24 hr
Cook 1 hr 40 min
Serves 8
16 dates, pitted
200ml hot coffee
180g muscovado sugar
200g caster sugar
140g plain flour
140g self-raising flour
120g unsalted butter, cold and diced
330ml full-fat milk
1 whole egg, plus 1 yolk, whisked together
1½ tsp bicarbonate of soda
¾ tsp ground cinnamon
½ teaspoon grated nutmeg
50g walnuts, toasted
Heat the oven to 160C (140C fan)/325F/gas 3. Soak the dates in the coffee and leave for at least an hour – if you can do this 24 hours in advance, the dates will really take on the flavour of the coffee.
Line a 23cm square cake tin. Drain the dates in a colander and set aside.
Put the sugars, flours and butter in a bowl and rub with your fingertips to form fine breadcrumbs. Take 250g of this mix and press lightly into the base of the tin.
To the rest of the crumbs, add the milk, whisked egg, bicarb, cinnamon and nutmeg and mix until smooth.
Arrange the dates over the crumb layer in four rows of four. Pour the batter mix over the top and scatter with the walnuts.
Bake for an hour, then test with a skewer: you want the mixture to cling to the skewer in a fudgey rather than a runny way. Leave to cool for 15 minutes and serve with a generous blob of creme fraiche.
This cake is also delicious served cooled – and even better with a strong coffee.

Allow me to introduce you to Arthur Dendy. No, not the towel-toting galactic traveller. That was Arthur Dent. Arthur Hyde Dendy was the upright, uptight Birmingham barrister who transformed Paignton from a place famous for little more than growing cabbages into a flourishing seaside resort. Arthur owned hotels, ran the local paper, introduced a horse drawn bus service and built Paignton’s pier.
By 1879, Arthur would have been a contented man as he strolled along the pier he had built. It had opened in June and became an instant hit with tourists, many of whom took advantage of the boat trips Arthur operated or hired bathing machines from one of his other companies. Arthur’s pretty daughter Mary had married the son of a baronet in May, and they were already expecting his first grandchild.
Back in 1873, Arthur had built the town’s first theatre, the Royal Bijou. The theatre was small, no more than 50 seats but very luxurious and was said to be the venue for high class theatrical and other entertainments. No boisterousness or horseplay though. That was Torquay and Arthur would have none of it. His mantra was ‘Paignton prefers to be select, dignified and discreet’. Little did he know what was coming that December 1879.
Llewellyn Cadwaladr had little inkling that December either. He was just 22, a trained tenor and had been singing the role of Ralph Rackstraw in Mr. D’Oyly Carte’s Second Pinafore Company since August. They were a touring company and the current run in Torquay’s splendid Lyceum Theatre had been a success with both locals and visitors. It was while he was performing his duties in the second Pinafore company that a shocking message arrived from London. To his amazement, Llewellyn learned that he had been chosen to take the leading tenor role in the world premiere of a brand-new Gilbert and Sullivan production. One can easily imagine his delight at such a plum booking. A young and newly qualified singer getting the leading part in the latest blockbuster from the world’s most famous and successful theatrical writing duo.
There was, however, a snag. Well, several snags really. The world premiere of The Pirates of Penzance was to be in Paignton, not Torquay. Paignton had just one available theatre, Mr Dendy’s Royal Bijou. It held a mere 50 paying customers. There was to be only one performance. It was for no better reason than to establish the British copyright before the show was performed by the main company in glitzy, glamorous New York. Poor Llewellyn would create the role of Frederic in front of fewer than 50 people on a December afternoon in the former cabbage town of Paignton. Llewellyn could be forgiven for feeling a bit crestfallen.
There was another problem. Mr D’Oyly Carte was most anxious that no one should be able to make pirate copies of the new opera. The cast were not to see the score or libretto until the very last minute. They could not rehearse the opera; they would take the scores onstage with them. Those scores would be hastily printed copies wired from London. There would be no scenery and they would wear their HMS Pinafore costumes. The show was set for Monday 29th December at 2pm. By the morning of the 29th Llewellyn and the rest of the cast still had no word of what they were actually supposed to be performing. The wire service from London apparently finding the transmission of some 9,000 words and accompanying music score something of a challenge. The production was hastily re-scheduled for Tuesday 30th.
And they did it. Dressed as sailors, sisters, cousins and aunts from HMS Pinafore with no scenery and holding the printed scores in their hands, the gallant crew of the second Pinafore company performed the first ever production of The Pirates of Penzance. It has to be said that the theatre was not particularly full. That was hardly to be expected in Paignton in December, but those who attended were rather impressed. One unexpected member of the audience was Benjamin Disraeli, the prime minister. He had been in Paignton visiting his long-time mistress who lived conveniently close in Roundham Road. By then “Dizzy” was an energetic 75 year old.
In those far off days, politicians used to tell parliament what they had been up to in their spare time and Disraeli accordingly reported his attendance – without of course mentioning Roundham Road. A back bencher, having not heard of Paignton, asked Dizzy where it was. There is nothing prime ministers like more than a soft question from a back bencher and Disraeli obliged with a fulsome answer in praise of the resort. In his detailed reply, the prime minister said he had won a penny and a coconut on the pier. He then announced an increase in income tax. An increase bringing the tax to nearly 2%…..
Arthur Dendy went on to build sports grounds in Paignton for archery, cycling and rugby. He died in 1886 at the age of 65 leaving behind a splendid pier and much else still to be found in that town.
In 1880, his Paignton pier-head pavilion hosted a production of HMS Pinafore, re-titled ‘HMS Pinafore on the Water’, performed by the main D’Oyly Carte company.
Llewellyn never got to create a new role for Gilbert and Sullivan again though he went on to take leading roles in many revivals of their operas over the following 16 years.
He died in Chelsea in London at the age of 53. He is buried in an unmarked grave in the Actors’ Acre in Brookwood Cemetery.
