Denise Beryl Hooper, my mother, was a very modest woman. She went about her life quietly, discreetly, and she never liked to make a fuss. She didn’t set the world on fire, but I would argue that there are quite enough people doing that already. She actually did something much better than that : she built
It was Harold Pinter that introduced me to the work of Oliver Sacks via his play “A Kind of Alaska”. His books inspired me to write “I Forgot More Than You’ll Ever Know” which eventually won Harold’s approval. I chose to quote Sacks for an epigraph to the play: “To restore the human subject at
Welcome to mitchhooper.com! Feel free to browse around and see if anything takes your fancy. This site is a work in progress and the english part may lag behind a little, so let me know if anything’s missing or not working properly. Since Harold Pinter’s death, I’ve somewhat turned my back on english theatre and
The starting point for Living The Lie is a true story: after twenty years of pretending to be a doctor working for the World Health Organisation in Geneva, Jean-Claude Romand murdered his parents, wife and children and set fire to his house. He failed to kill himself and so was subsequently brought to trial and