The actor and playwright on balancing ‘the quietness of writing with the showing-off of acting’
The first of his works to be publicly performed, My Boy Jack, based on a Rudyard Kipling poem, went down so well it was adapted for the small screen, with Mr Haig as Kipling and Daniel Radcliffe as his son. The second, The Good Samaritan, about a helpline volunteer who falls in love with a caller, was hailed by our distinguished theatre critic Michael Billington as ‘the kind of linear, issue-raising play that people allegedly don’t write any more’.
The third, Pressure, was given five-star ratings across the board when first performed. Its imminent national tour, with Mr Haig again in the lead role, is richly deserved and overdue.
Although Pressure is a thriller about the familiar subject of D-Day, it focuses on the little-known angle of the extent to which its success owed much to a correct reading of weather conditions, a factor often breezed over in mainstream books on the Second World War. Is Mr Haig an avid reader of military history? ‘no, I’m not obsessed by warfare at all,’ he responds, during our interview at the Park Theatre in north London, where the play’s tour concludes, ‘but what’s always intrigued me are the lateral influences in history or the little guy who influences a major event.
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Kitchen garden cook - Apples
'Sweet and crisp, apples are the epitome of autumn flavour'
The original Mr Rochester
Three classic houses in North Yorkshire have come to the market; the owner of one inspired Charlotte Brontë to write Jane Eyre
Get it write
Desks, once akin to instruments of torture for scribes, have become cherished repositories of memories and secrets. Matthew Dennison charts their evolution
'Sloes hath ben my food'
A possible paint for the Picts and a definite culprit in tea fraud, the cheek-suckingly sour sloe's spiritual home is indisputably in gin, says John Wright
Souvenirs of greatness
FOR many years, some large boxes have been stored and forgotten in the dark recesses of the garage. Unpacked last week, the contents turned out to be pots: some, perhaps, nearing a century old—dense terracotta, of interesting provenance.
Plants for plants' sake
The garden at Hergest Croft, Herefordshire The home of Edward Banks The Banks family is synonymous with an extraordinary collection of trees and shrubs, many of which are presents from distinguished friends, garnered over two centuries. Be prepared to be amazed, says Charles Quest-Ritson
Capturing the castle
Seventy years after Christian Dior’s last fashion show in Scotland, the brand returned under creative director Maria Grazia Chiuri for a celebratory event honouring local craftsmanship, the beauty of the land and the Auld Alliance, explains Kim Parker
Nature's own cathedral
Our tallest native tree 'most lovely of all', the stately beech creates a shaded environment that few plants can survive. John Lewis-Stempel ventures into the enchanted woods
All that money could buy
A new book explores the lost riches of London's grand houses. Its author, Steven Brindle, looks at the residences of plutocrats built by the nouveaux riches of the late-Victorian and Edwardian ages
In with the old
Diamonds are meant to sparkle in candlelight, but many now gather dust in jewellery boxes. To wear them today, we may need to reimagine them, as Hetty Lintell discovers with her grandmother's jewellery