Nigel, 67, who recently moved to Tilston, wrote, published and distributed his book which has so far sold 1, copies both here and in the United States where he lived for 10 years. The book is peppered with references to the glamorous women he has loved, the parties he has attended and his passion for racquet sports and classical music.
Immediately Nigel recalls one tale from the book about a man who whose wife ran off with his gamekeeper and returned early from a trip to find the interloper dressed in his suit. I take a dim view of that.
Nigel, who has been married twice in his life, has a son, Philip, by his first wife, who is a successful stock-broker in London. His family made their wealth from a textile mill in Bury, Lancashire, although he did not inherit his wealth and has worked for what he has, mainly through a brokerage which bought and sold companies. He loves countryside sports but has strong views on how such pursuits should be modernised.
He is also political and stood as a parliamentary candidate for UKIP in And Nigel is keen not to be seen as a hedonist. He recounts collecting sports and recreation equipment for poor black youngsters in New York.
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For several hours, I was the only customer. I saw evidence to support this statement. Life here seems to move in slow, lazy motion. A trio of perspiring youths sauntered by in tank tops, their shoulders burnt bright pink by the sun, eyeing me warily. The Chester Common Table is owned and operated by C. Enamoured with the area, and with one another, the two decided to set down roots.
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I get that. When Stevens left, after eighteen seasons, Kramer knew that he had some fence-mending to do.
Kramer, who also teaches and chairs the drama department at Smith, saw the beginning of his tenure coincide with internal discussions about relocating the company to a town with fewer inherent obstacles. Instead, the group decided to double down on Chester.
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The theatre made changes to show its commitment to the town. In the lobby, the concession stand sells big, buttery, chocolate-chip cookies in wax-paper sleeves, baked that day at the Common Table. I watched as the two-dollar treats were scarfed up by theatregoers. Baker likes to call attention to how uncomfortable we are with one another, and there is an exquisite artistry in the silences and pauses that she embeds in her texts. This is where the actual drama happens.
The words she chooses hardly matter—they are just the banal small talk we make, filler to get us to the pauses. When performed faithfully, her plays take on a pacing that seems to stretch and challenge the rules of time. Nathan Heller profiled her for this magazine in