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A warm, and richly comic evocation of a woman’s life and choices set in context of Australian theatrical history. Belle Doyle, a performer in both radio serials and the Australian musicals of the 50s, is alone on Christmas Day on an Australian beach. She has just buried her husband, Harry Doyle, a one-time comic dancer turned very serious bank manager. She has just had the kind of offer that it is hard to refuse, yet has to fight both her own guilt – how and why did Harry die? – and the shades of her family – persons who possess almost too much life energy – to make a decision that could bring her back to the centre of her own story. {{PlayboxLogo}}
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Female | 50s | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 27
EXTRACT: She rang me. 3 o’clock in the morning. Yvette’s dulcet tones. “You’d better get in here fucking fast. These fucking pains are coming every fucking five minutes. Aaaaagh!†And she dropped the phone. So I drove in. I found them in the delivery room. Not one of those special ones, you know, soft lights and showers. An honest-to-god delivery room. Yvette isn’t into the idea of birth as Holy Communion.
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