EDP Column 7

January shivers in. A lot of people complain about this, the coldest month. I’ve always rather liked it, maybe because I was born in January and consequently enjoy winter. Mind you I enjoy the different seasons. When we lived in Australia I missed the cold. I love the frosty bright mornings here, when the ponies whiskers are hoar frosted and there are horse angels on the ground where they’ve been lying down sleeping at night. The...

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EDP Column 6

Christmas is coming and a Thespian’s heart turns to Panto. I’ve only been in three previously, but I thoroughly enjoyed them all. This year I’m giving my Wicked Witch of the West in The Wizard of Oz at the Cambridge Corn Exchange. My dear friend Christopher Biggins, who is always Dame in Panto, is also in Cambridge at The Arts Theatre so I’m anticipating jolly times ahead. He is a true Dame, one that is not a female...

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EDP Column 5

I found an old photo, taken in one of the first years we were at Barn Owl Farm, of the field next door covered with poppies. It was a magnificent sight, many people stopped to gaze in wonder and take photos. This lead me to thinking about poppy day and the importance of “lest we forget”. My mother spent the war years, as a child, in the Eric Gill Community in Ditchling, Sussex. Her mother’s sister was married to George Maxwell...

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EDP Column 4

I’m in Deepest Darkest Norfolk, up to my hocks in it. “Come on, Liza”, a dis-embodied voice encourages me. A wet bran’mch slashes back into my face, momentarily blinding me. Water trickles down my back. My gumboots slosh as I try to keep up with my guide and tormentor, Nigel Middleton, the Warden of the new Sculthorpe Moor Nature Reserve. One of the facets of being an actress is that one is constantly being asked to be a...

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EDP Column 3

This week I am in my idea of heaven on earth, a health farm. One of the perks of touring in a play is, if there is one near the theatre, I stay at a health farm. Imagine a five star hotel, with all meals included and being treated gently as though you were convalescent. I suppose one is convalescent really, from life. Wrapped in big fluffy bathrobes, massaged, oiled, pampered and told to ‘lie down and take it easy’, absolute bliss!...

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EDP Column 2

Hello, I’m Liza Goddard; Granny, Actress, presenter and now columnist! I live at Owl Farm in Norfolk with David, my husband, Sophie, my daughter, and Adelaide my granddaughter, the Darling. Thom, my son is married to La Belle Helen and they live in London. My mother Clare lives near by. We never need an alarm clock, Albert, the Wellsummer cockerel, greets the dawn joyously every day. A barn owl returns from a night’s hunting as I...

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