New Year’s Eve is a time for looking both backwards and forwards. This is from a 1989 show at the Shaftesbury Theatre, of which I was Production Manager and I’d been the venue technical manager for most of the West End production of “Follies” (from which the song was taken) that immediately preceeded this.
In my teens and early 20s, it seemed highly improbable that I’d survive to the age of 40 … indeed, at one point there was a rumour going round former schoolmates that I’d died in my 30s. I’m now 70 …