Chapter 2
God I hope I get it
So my days at Shanklin theatre were coming to a close. I learnt so much at that theatre with Karen Reader at the helm I was safe. She was this powerhouse one of kind. She taught me stamina to always fight. I was never a favourite in life I have always had to fight. It really helped me in the future. I used to love all day rehearsals where half way through the day we would go to chubbys chips or paramount and order so much food. This life seemed so easy to me. No mask to wear just me. I was happy, no mental health podcasts to get me through the day, no failed meditation attempts. Just pure fun. Was I a happy kid? Yes I suppose I was. I had a GIRLFRIEND yes I know!!! She was and is a joy, she is another influence of my life, she showed me what a harmony is. We used to do gigs at local pubs and Rosie had/has this voice like its almost been sent from heaven, at that point mine was more like a dodgy Michael ball tribute. Once when we performed a man at his table had to move to another as he said I was too loud.
I came to this point in my life where I knew I needed more. Sandown high at that point was a sports college and as wonderful as pru lee was giving me the opportunity to be in Alevel drama pieces at the age of 14, I thought I had made it. Pru Lee was inspiring. I remember watching my sister do this piece for her A level she did the three witches from Macbeth the room was scattered with autumn leaves and they played on swings, it still remains one of the most wonderful things I have seen.
My sister
Mollie king from the Saturdays, she has the talent. She in every way was more talented then me. But now she has gone on to create a wonderful family. So im veering off. I got a place at Tring park Arts ed. For a little boy from the island this was HUGE. This school has Lily James, Daisy Ridley and many more amazing people. I arrived scared and felt sick. The building was daunting, my mum and dad left me at the gates, I unpacked my things and felt odd. Like I had been transported to space. I had a arrived in a high kicking, high belting world of theatre. I was excited but mainly terrified. As I unpacked my case I found a letter in my bag from my mum and dad. I remember the words Jamie you can do this. I didn’t think I would last……. And well I did.
I wasn’t a favourite at Tring. I had to fight for everything again and it really helped me. Lawrence my singing teacher gave me extra singing classes, I payed of course. I auditioned for 3 drama schools after Tring and somehow I got into all three. But hang on lets not rush ahead. Theatre school you say…….. Oh loads of gay guys having fun, you couldn’t be further from the truth. I believe my mental health started at this point. I knew I was gay but even at a fame school I couldn’t do it. But did I dooooo it….. Yes I did but it was all a secret. Then I went to GSA and it was literally like that Diana Ross song in freshers IM COMING OUT!!! And my god I came out. Here I met the love of my life, Emily Booth. She is a bit of a cow but I love her. GSA would teach me about the hardships of this industry, with 30 plus people in our year again I wasn’t a favourite and did that make me stronger hell yeah. But did I also like going to sainsburys on a Friday night and buying a bottle of wine with the highest percentage alcohol with Emily…… yes I did and we went to that weatherspoons in Guildford which is like a bloody club. My mental health at GSA was strong but there was an underlying need to be approved…… This sinister feeling would show its ugly head and haunt me for life.
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