Sometimes the offer is highly resistible like wall to wall musicals but right now, we are spoiled for choice and we are cashing in, although cashing out might be a more appropriate description given the enormous cost of theatre tickets. Nor forgetting the ever present handling charge!
A second viewing of Complicite's magical A Disappearing Number. We were bowled over last year and could not pass up the opportunity of seeing it again now.
Shared Experience and Polly Teale's Mine at the Hampstead Theatre was also excellent and then a visit to the East End's tiny Arcola theatre to see Sonja Linden's thought provoking new play about Palestinians. Unexpected bonus for both visits were on stage discussions following the performance. It is always interesting to listen to authors/directors talk about their plays and to be able to ask questions.
Last night, Waste at the Almeida. Wasted on me, I am afraid. Tale of political expediency and cynical behaviour in high places. Very topical, they say. Also very static. Found myself writing shopping lists in my head.
Next comes Memory at the Pleasance. Perhaps it's good living in London after all!
