Will Shakespeare isn't exactly clear on the fate of Old Adam in As You Like It, and he really doesn't need to be as the old chap is very much a minor character. He gets carried offstage, having just enjoyed a bit of nosh-up in the Forest of Arden, around the mid-point of Act 2 and that's about it. I reckon he goes off to die and I'm playing it that way with a sort of exaggerated pathos that speaks to the major ham actor I've always been. Great fun for me. Not so sure about everyone else - but since it's highly likely to be my final, final, final stage performance I'm going out with a bang rather than a whimper.
Must say, it's nice to be able to put my feet up for a good hour or so before the curtain call.
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