CRACKNELL, RUTH

CRACKNELL, RUTH – A Biased Memoir

Is it (acting) a true vocation?… I say it is a gift…And fame? Neither sought nor expected… still confounds and amazes and disturbs. Whatever the reason – I am so very delighted that it did happen – I would not have missed it for the world.

CRACKNELL, RUTH - A Biased Memoir

CRACKNELL, RUTH

I just love quality. Quality can be so broad. It’s available to all of us. And it’s something to do with service.

CRACKNELL, RUTH

CRACKNELL, RUTH

I truly feel absolutely at home on the stage. It’s very comfortable to me. It’s very much my workplace, very much my workplace. I feel that an audience and I are happy with one another. I’m grateful for that.

CRACKNELL, RUTH

CRACKNELL, RUTH – A Biased Memoir

The last word always belongs to the audience… that blessed connection… that is a most powerful feeling. One that is worth savouring on dark nights when the wind blows. On the other hand there is no way of ever knowing when one steps out into that circle, if the connection will be made. The promise is there, the hope is there, but no certainty whatsoever. Which is, I suppose, the attraction. That connection, when it happens, is magic. When it doesn't… Turn out the lights.

CRACKNELL, RUTH - A Biased Memoir

CRACKNELL, RUTH – A Biased Memoir

Knowing that one dies has brought with it a peace that before was elusive to say the least… it is useless, if at times pleasurable, to fantasise about the future. It is not here and it is not known. In the same way the past is just that. Past. Gone. To be relinquished. 'What's done cannot be undone.' Now is what it's about. Life is still to be lived, suffered, enjoyed, battled over.

CRACKNELL, RUTH - A Biased Memoir

CRACKNELL, RUTH – A Biased Memoir

But now, the final feeling is one of gratitude that the journey was undertaken. Looking at the past has meant, for the first time, being able to let it go.

CRACKNELL, RUTH - A Biased Memoir