![]() No forwarding address has been provided.’ And that seemed to be the end of it until, one week later, the same source (who, incidentally, never left a name) sent a grainy photocopy from the London Police Gazette of that same year. October would like to inform his many admirers (and detractors) that the recent, final performance of ‘The Moon of Madness’ will mark the end of his latest ill-fated sojourn in the capital. In the ‘Personal’ advertising section of The Times, dated 18th October, 1890 was a short statement, reading as follows - ‘Mr. Two weeks into my research, I received a phone call informing me that a clue had finally been found. At least not in their theatrical records. The British Library couldn’t find a single reference. Similarly, I continued to draw a complete blank on the names (assumed or otherwise) of Mr. The theatre address, never the most salubrious, is now home to a purveyor of cut-price electrical goods and the current proprietor has no recollection of, nor interest in, tales of a more glamorous earlier existence. It was as if an entire chapter of London’s theatrical history had been erased. ![]() After a week of intensive research, I could find no record of the people, the production or the building itself. I was intrigued and immediately set out to learn more about the play, the actors listed and the White Hart Theatre. Early in 2021, knowing my interest in the history of London theatre, Martin Springett sent me a photograph of a poster he discovered among the effects of a distant second-cousin in the Regent's Park area whose meagre estate had been divided among her surviving relatives.
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