Elementary level

by Peter Griffith


Robbie’s father has left the family. All that remains of him is the empty chair – a constant reminder of his absence. Robbie’s mother does her best to look after Robbie, but life is difficult. Then one day a stranger appears. Where has he come from? – is he an alien from outer space? Robbie’s mother is delighted and soon the stranger is living as part of the family. But Robbie remains mistrustful. It takes a whole year of incidents and adventures in the family before Robbie begins to trust the new man in her mother's life. And even then, will Jared ever be able to fill the empty chair?


This moving play examines the stresses and emotions in a single-parent family, and traces with deep sensitivity the gradual development of the relationship between a child and her mother’s new partner.


Photos of 'The Empty Chair'



Extract from the script 'The Empty Chair'

Jared: Oh come along, Robbie. You must do your homework. Now come over here.
Robbie: You can’t tell me what to do! You’re not my father!!!
Jared: Well no, I’m not your father. I know that. Of course I’m not your father. But your father’s…not here…at the moment…Is he?
Robbie: My father's coming back.
Jared: Good. I’m glad he’s coming back…
Robbie: I’m waiting for him.
Jared: Yes. But while he’s away – I’m here. Because I think your mother wants me to be here. And…I hope…that you like me to be here too. No-one can take your father’s place. But I can try to help you and your mother. To help you in the house – and to help you to be a bit happier, sometimes.
Robbie: But you don’t belong here, do you?
Jared: Well, as you know, I come from a very long way away. But perhaps I can try to belong here…just a little bit. Perhaps I can be your friend.
Robbie: Not if you make me do my homework…

by Peter Griffith


The guests are all assembled for the party in Swigwell Castleand – then Lady Swigwell discovers that someone has stolen her diamond necklace! Lady Swigwell and her butler Speaking begin to search the guests – every audience member is a possibe suspect! And then a terrible cry is heard: Someone has murdered Lord Swigwell! Only one person can solve these terrible crimes: Smellsock Fomes, the greatest detective in the world. Mr. Fomes arrives by helicopter and sets to work – with the audience’s help – to unravel the mystery.


This criminal melodrama pokes fun at popular crime stories and at British social costums. Is the butler as guilty as he looks? And is Lady Swigwell as innocent as she seems? And what are Smellsock Fomes’s real motives in coming to Swigwell Castle?


Photos of 'The Great Detective'



Extract from the script 'The Great Detective'

Speeking: My lady, Mr. Fomes, I can tell you what the murderer looks like.
Fomes: But you are the murderer.
Speeking: No I’m not.
Fomes: Oh yes you are.
Lady S: Be quiet. Speeking, speak.
Speeking: My lady, the murderer is…(Speeking falls to the ground)
Fomes: He’s dead. Poison. This means…Speeking isn’t the murderer. The murderer must be…someone else!
Lady S: Yes. Who?
Fomes: We must find out what the murderer looks like. And only Speeking can tell us.
Lady S: But Speeking is dead.
Fomes: Yes. That is a problem.

by Peter Griffith

The Green Knight is set in the time of the legendary King Arthur and his court.
An enormous green-skinned knight challenges Arthur's knights to a test of their honour. Sir Gawain accepts the challenge but notices too late that the green knight has magic powers.
So he begins a dangerous adventure through sinister forests and icy mountains until he stands face to face again with his rival.
How can the honourable Sir Gawain prevail in a world of magic and sorcery?

Photos of 'The Green Knight'

Clip of 'The Green Knight'

Extract from the script 'The Green Knight'

Bertilak: Hail King Arthur, king of England
Arthur: Er- welcome to my court. Do come and join us. I'm afraid we don't have any more chairs - but if you don't mind standing, we were just about to have dinner.
Bertilak: Thank you, your majesty. I am not hungry.
Arthur: Perhaps something to drink?
Bertilak: Thank you, no. I am not here to eat or drink, but for a different purpose.
Arthur: Oh yes? Well, how can we help you?
Bertilak: I have heard that the knights of King Arthur's round table are the bravest and most honourable in the world.
Arthur: Yes, I think you're right. My knights are the bravest and most honourable in the world - aren't you Lancelot? Aren't you Gawain?
Lancelot: Well, I think I am, anyway. I'm not sure about Gawain.
Gawain: Of course I'm brave and honourable - more than Lancelot.
Arthur: Yes, they are fine knights - both of them. The best knights in the world. Now, how can we help you?
Bertilak: I am here to test them.