Mary
Ingolby

Email
:mingoldby@blueyonder.co.uk
LIBERACE
When Liberace visited Bristol for the first time homosexuality was still
illegal. He dressed down, a bit. He played the Hippodrome and then went
looking for boys. He had a black coat and hat though I don’t think
anyone would have recognised him where he was going. For some reason
he tried to speak in and English – I think he might have had more
luck as an exotic foreigner. He came in here all beat up, blood on his
silk shirt and a bad eye. Luckily for him number seven was free, the
landlady at the time said his hands were very white and never still.
BRENDA
LEE
I remember waking up there once very early in the morning, it must have
been summer because it was light and the window was open and the curtains
were moving. I lay and listened. The sound of the early morning - birds
and every now and then a car in the distance a comforting noise somehow,
civilization, humanity – you know those things you think of early
on. I looked out of the window and it was all mist going down the hill,
over the allotments, I leant out and the air was cold, it must have
been really early because I could still see the moon. I thought about
holidays and taxis to the airport. I couldn’t make myself turn
around and look back, the room, – the colours of it, the shape
in the bed reminding me of my life – I wanted to look out and
across and into the distance
D
H LAWRENCE – from Travels with a donkey in Palermo
“We’d heard of DH Lawrence of course, I did him for O level,
Sons and Lovers, never really got it, but I had to read it. But to see
him, a small man from up north he was, meant to be shocking you know,
but I wasn’t shocked, he went off with another mans wife, nothing
changes does it. I remember now he was on his way to Italy, via Bristol
for goodness sake and he wanted to live the life of the working man,
all that – of course I had no idea about the working man and didn’t
want to frankly. My friend Julia kept saying – you’re a
miner aren’t you. We were off to dinner and actually wanted this
little man to go away – it didn’t look like he was staying
anywhere but I believe he ended up in the Ashley Hotel – we told
him to go to St Pauls