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He suddenly stopped the action
          exclaiming, “I’ll have no fighting on the
          Sabbath.” End of rehearsal. We left the
          house hoping to ‘bring him around’ later.
            The following Sunday we were in
          another quarry, further south where
          Dundas Street crosses the Darebin
          Creek. It was a drizzly day, but good
          enough for a rehearsal, which went
          well. It involved the brothers hiding
          behind rocks with the ‘goodies’ in
          pursuit in a two-horse buckboard. The
          actors had real, but unusable rifles and
          ammunition. By now some of us had
          cars, and as we were driving away at
          walking pace with our horses nearby, a
          car overtook us, and signalled us to
          stop. The driver asked, “Who owns that
          piebald horse?” The owner who was in
          our car was then told, “You are under
          suspicion for factory breaking”.
            At work next day I was told that
          Northcote C.I.D. wanted to speak to
          me. I explained what we were doing
          and, contrary to what the police had
          been told, we were not firing rifles on a
          Sunday. Then I was told that since I
          worked in the electrical industry that I
          should have more sense that to tip a 44-
          gallon drum of water over a quarry
          crusher motor. I explained that we were
          nowhere near the crushing plant.
            Our scenarist Colin Hood has also
          reflected on this experience in a story
          he called The Time The Barton’s Didn’t
          Ride. According to Col, our problem
          started when we got into conversation
          with some kids at the quarry and
          showed off our guns. They were
          impressed, but not so their mothers,
          who duly noted the registration number
          of my ‘39 Buick and reported us.
            No further action was taken, but
          this was the end of our filmmaking.
          Cars, National Service and girls now
          took precedence - for a time. But the  Clockwise from top: Screen introduction to a night at the Crown; Chapel Street
          home-cinema bug lay dormant, re-  Windsor, probably 1920s. Seats from the Royal Pictures were recycled to Preston.
          emerging for me as the Crest, over 40  Sound comes to the Crown with a Pathe SON 9.5mm projector.
          years later.  ★                   Projector image: Mike Trickett


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