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Market boy in the 1980s to playwright in the 21st century
David Eldridge's 2006 play, Market Boy, couldn't have been revived at a more appropriate time. Set in the Thatcherite era, and based on the period when he worked on a stall in Romford Market, what better reminder could there be of the Iron Lady and some of her legacies?
Market Boy (Image courtesy of the website)
We know that Essex boys are often open to ridicule; a certain brash, sharp, money-making type, often without a great deal of class or culture. It could be argued that the market traders from Romford have devolved into some of the traders now gambling with our finances and controlling the money markets at Canary Wharf. What is certain is that the 1980s are regarded as a period when greed was good, and only financial gain was considered worthy of its own financial rewards, a legacy that continues to endure. You only have to watch Harry Enfield's Loadsamoney creation to be reminded of a nouveau riche stereotype of the decade.
I've never visited Romford market (I live in a different part of London) but the Lost Theatre's production of Market Boy sounds as if it captures the zeitgeist perfectly. You only have four days to catch up with this production, itself a revival of a staging by the National Theatre in 2006.