burntcopper | Theatre and others

Bah. Never eat pesto at computer when wearing white trews. Going to go have to soap them.

Merchant of Venice was fun. As any well-done Shakespeare is. Set in the 1930s (The bit in the programme given over to costumer moaning was amusing - apparently trying to find outfits from the period is near impossible, none of the actors owned lace-up shoes, only one knew how to tie a bow-tie, and the average women's size has gone up from 20-inch waist and size 3 shoes to 30-inch waist and size 7 shoes - her solution is to ban children from eating. heh.) Rooting for Shylock all the way, mostly because I think my dad infected me too much. I have no sympathy for people who signed the deal in their right minds and then wail about it. There wasn't even any small print. Portia was funny, the suitors were playing it up for all they were worth, and the weather was colluding with the stage hands. There's a moment when the Prince of Morocco poses dramatically, says something about wind, and a breeze struck at that exact moment so his robes billowed fabulously. Antonio was played by the bloke who previously played Richard III, and is a scary bugger who is cut out for leader of men roles. We just tended to whimper slightly when he was on stage. Graziano was played fantastically by the company's fool - terribly sure-footed, vibrating with energy, and even managed to do that jump where you click your heels off to one side in mid-air. Colour us suitably impressed and giggling. Also does great panicked mime over someone's shoulder. Jessica's an ungrateful brat, and that's all I have to say. Especially about the amount of ducats she spent on a monkey. We all sniffed and said 'You could get my brother for less than half of that, and he cooks and does impressions.' Kudos for the big reunion scene at the end, bloody hysterical.

Freezing as usual - was wearing cardy, dad's sweater - He's a Geordie, he has no concept of cold - and had the towel wrapped round my legs. Also the men were treated to having to queue for the loo for the first time in their lives. Heh.

Throat fucked, head and joints not great.

Mum's gone to Nottingham to see Gran - she's taken a sudden turn for the worse, sleeping more, forgetting to take her pills, not eating (last two due to scresed up sleeping patterns) and thus very weak.

Sentinel is good. We get full-body tackles, and Blair being incredibly cute, with Jim telling Simon that Blair does not live in a world known to man. I want a Blair.