Peter O'Toole's death at the age of 81 marks the end of a life that enriched many others. He was a great actor, genuine wit and fascinating individual. To those close to him he also had real warmth ...
A folk-rock singer I greatly admire, Linda Thompson, whose husband, Steve Kenis, was O'Toole's agent, offered this wonderful anecdote at Facebook:
Sad about the death of my old pal Peter O'Toole.He turned out for me a few years back, to give me an award for best song. His mother was Glaswegian, I seem to remember. I always had to sing "Ae fond kiss" for him, whether we were at a party or in a railway station!
My fondest memory is when we were both in the South of France, sitting in the foyer of the Negresco Hotel. I was reading Remembrance of Things Past he was reading Mein Kampf
"How are getting on with Proust darling?" said Peter. "Awful," I said. He told me his book was unreadable. We walked down to the beach, and threw both our books in the sea! He was so very clever and talented, and difficult! My condolences to his kids, especially Kate, as she's the one I know best.
Also at Facebook, my Abu Dhabi colleague Neil Vorano dug out his preferred O'Toole quote:
'Booze is the most outrageous of all drugs, which is why I chose it.'
Neil added: "Godspeed to your distillery in the sky, Peter O'Toole. Godspeed."
And later, when I drew attention the even greater hellraising exploits of O'Toole's dad (see below), he said: "I have a book that I will re-read now about O'Toole, Richard Harris, Oliver Reed and Richard Burton, living lives that even I aspire to ..."
And this is what I have posted at Salut! Sunderland
Sad to hear the news tonight of Peter O'Toole's death in London at the age of 81 after a long illness.As well as being a superb actor - eight Oscar nominations, the most anyone has ever received without winning an Academy award - he was once a Sunderland supporter, as we were able to explain a couple of years ago.
That story will now be repeated but let me first quote the words of his agent, Steve Kenis, who features in that tale: "He was one of a kind in the very best sense and a giant in his field.” I should add that I found out about this unhappy news via the excellent medium of Ready to Go
This is how I told the story just over two years ago (so for eight, the first word, read 10):
Eight years ago, I thought I’d cracked it for my series of Celebrity Supporter interviews for Wear Down South. Missing out on Gina McKee, Dave Stewart and – bizarrely given his initial enthusiasm – Glenn Hugill had been disappointing, but an exclusive interview with Peter O’Toole beckoned …
Peter O’Toole‘s connection with Sunderland AFC was, for a very long time, a mystery to me.
I’d heard the rumours, been told of the chatshow asides and wondered about the truth. Couldn’t recall seeing him in the away end anywhere, and didn’t bump into him on rare forays into executive dining areas.
But in 2002, I thought I had made a breakthrough that would lead the a modest world scoop for the newsletter of the London and Southern England branch of the Sunderland AFC Supporters’ Association.
My obscure musical interests had led me to interview Linda Thompson, the folk-rock singer.
She turned out to be one of his closest friends (her American husband, Steve Kenis, was his agent). And she had an idea that the link had something to do with his Irish father playing for us. Wikipedia says: “O’Toole is the son of Constance Jane (née Ferguson), a Scottish nurse, and Patrick Joseph O’Toole, an Irish metal plater, football player and racecourse bookmaker.” But there is no trace of PJ O’Toole in my SAFC records.
So Linda and I did a swap: Tony Benn for Peter O’Toole.
I promised to send Benn a copy of her album, Fashionably Late, which she excitedly signed “from a fan” (prompting an equally effusive reply) and she set to work on O’Toole.
“Normally he won’t do interviews,” she told me as I left her rather desirable pad off the King’s Road in Chelsea (Linda, it must be said, had moved effortlessly from life in a commune with her ex, the fabulous guitarist/songwriter Richard Thompson, to a life of luxury.)
“But he’s so mad about sport that I’m sure he’d do this”.
Oh no he wouldn’t. The trail was to lead nowhere in terms of an interview, but did enable me to assemble the story of the O’Toole connection to Wearside.
Failure of the principal mission was announced by Steve Kenis a couple of weeks after his wife’s confident encouragement. “I spoke to Peter who is in Tunisia shooting a picture. But he said that his tie to Sunderland AFC, if you could even call it a tie, was strictly historical and very tenuous.
“It was all really to do with Roker Park. Since they moved to the Stadium of Light, he has not really considered himself to be in the Sunderland AFC group or family or whatever. So he thanks you very, very much but says sorry, it’s not for him. He has not considered himself a supporter since the move. Everything they meant to him was when they were at Roker Park.”
The story obviously still deserved to be told. And I knew that O’Toole had mentioned Sunderland on television some years ago, and perhaps in an autobiography.
A plea for help on the Blackcats e-mail loop brought instant relief: one subscriber, Ian Ewart, said his grandfather had worked as a builder’s labourer in Sunderland “with an Irish fella called O’Toole – and according to my dad it was none other than Peter’s fatha”.
The nature of the work, Ian thought, probably explained the “reticence in recounting his humble origins”.
Another e-mail, from Michael Storey, put flesh on bones. He came up with a story the Sunderland Echo ran in 2002 as O’Toole was pondering whether to accept an honorary Oscar (he did in the end).
The Echo began by confirming the book reference. To quote snippets from O’Toole’s memoirs, his dad – “Captain Pat” – had “served an apprenticeship as a metal plater and shipwright in the North East of England, where my grandmother ran a pair of second-hand furniture shops. At the end of Great War his 20s were running out and he turned to gambling. Captain Pat lived … as an itinerant racetrack bookmaker.”
The Echo‘s John Howe was helped in his researches by a bit of his own family history.
His grandfather also knew O’Toole senior and worked for him as a bookie’s runner. John found that Pat had been a man who, though well-liked, lived “on the fringes of the law” and may well have been talked into leaving Sunderland by the police.
The family eventually settled in Leeds, where Peter was brought up, but father (and, in turn, son) maintained a “strong affiliation” with Sunderland, through football.
During the 1980s, the Echo added, O’Toole made a low-key return to Wearside, staying at the Seaburn Hotel (now the Marriott), while digging for the autobiography.
Maybe O’Toole genuinely, though just as wrongly as Gina McKee, felt he had nothing to say that would interest us. My Wear Down South series ended a long time ago. O’Toole was just another of those who got away.
Peter Seamus Lorcan O’Toole is now 77. If the passing of a few more years has mellowed him, Salut! Sunderland Towers remain open to one of the great actors of his generation, a man who holds the unusual distinction of being the most-nominated male lead (eight) not to win an Oscar. Failing that, maybe big Niall could play the Irish card and lure him to the Stadium of Light …
Colin Randall
* Read a fuller report of Peter O'Toole's death at http://www.independent.co.uk/news/people/news/peter-otoole-dead-eighttime-oscar-nominated-star-of-lawrence-of-arabia-dies-aged-81-9006273.html
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