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Jimmy Raven Wolf
Jimmy Raven Wolf
 * A Tale, Articles By
 * born in what use to be India June 11 1954

I was bit of a Rebel at School an inclination towards showmanship. That is why I ended up as a Trapeze Artist and got the Girl my wife.
 * Just a few thoughts on, they may change or a few will add on or go.

I was the only one in the school photograph with white jacket, I use to spray a pair of plastic shoes silver, wear on my way to school and carry a black pair in my bag. If I could get away from wearing them inside school great, if I got caught then blacks were on. I really hated wearing a tie’s still do, could even write chapter about it. Do not see a good enough reason for a piece of rag hanging around ones neck that strangles. (If I ever owned a business ties would be banned, also stupid uncomfortable shoes, I could go on about trousers shirts and blazers all so unnecessary needless and uncomfortable) Teachers would not let me go into the dinner hall without a tie. Some times I would refuse and walk out depended how hungry I was. On the way home tie off on with the silver shoes.

In sixth form my subjects were English, English Literature Math Mechanics, Art and Sculpture. I failed English Literature Math Mechanics. That was the best thing. Change in Direction or an offer of a different Direction, I suppose it was a step towards me of today. I ended up at Art College. So much input not just the college the university across the road the community projects theatre tours the work. All this is a different story some other time. Milkman? One more story.

Years later some relations from India promoted a Qawal Aziz Naza over 20 piece band/group. I drove them around UK for a month, got an invitation to visit them in Bombay. An offer of a. Direction just doing some different somewhere else and hanging out. One or more stories in there. In Bombay’s Prithvi Theatre I met Alyque Padamsee (Indian Theatre and Ad film maker) at the time he directing a Hindi version of Marat Sade, in the cast there were a few upcoming young Bollywood stars. Dolly Thakore Alex’s wife at the time was a leading newscaster on Bombay TV.

Apart from lots of other stuff. She was the casting director for Richard Attenborough’s Gandhi. Alex suggested I should get some photos done so I could be casted for Gandhi. Got photos and C.V. I was in.

Missed Opportunities or Just a Change of Direction?

I had been in Bombay for over six months India was calling, so I thought a short tour on Indian trains it lasted 18 months. (Post Cards from India). Back to Bradford followed by two more trips to India, one to a wedding and one just to hang out in Bombay (in between London calls and Circus awaits).

I was at Bombay Airport seeing my brother off, after he left I sat down for a beer, at the bar was Iqbal Khan of Mehboob Studios, we got chatting had a few more beers. I was invited to the studios to hang out meet a few people, there were filming a wedding scene. Saeed Jaffrey was working on a Bollywood Movie titled Star with Kumar Gaurav also one lady I had crush on at the time Padmini Kolhapure. Saeed shook my hand and said yes good you should come and hang out do stuff I did not.

Missed Opportunities or Just a Change of Direction?

London Circus workshop one-man show at the old Diorama then Circus Senso for few years, another chapter

One off my fun job for two years I was onboard courier, I had to deliver a credit card around the world within 24 hours if it has been lost or stolen. Airline Tickets up to £200 Expenses Car if needed, could choose the return journey day and time as long as a call to the office, who sign for the Card and did it reach the customer. Another chapter? One trip, Faro Portugal stayed in a £5 room on top of a Taverna, which over looked the beach I stayed for three days, nice, just hanging out doing some different some where else. So my return trip to Heathrow Airport it was in the evening in March 1990 a Girl struggling with change and the ticket machine, I help her out, Thanks, She is Pretty has Golden hair and she walks away form me, a long tunnel toward the tube. No more thought I get my ticket, and slowly walk towards the tube

The train was already at the platform I get on the tube Piccadilly line some how got in the same carriage two seats from her. We got talking she was not sure about me. I asked her if she wanted to run away to the Circus. We change to Northern line both going the same Direction, I ask her if she fancied a drink again she was not sure, but we ended up in the Devonshire Arms Camden. Rest is history. Not a Missed Opportunity Just a Change of Direction.