On personal recommendation, yesterday the Dragon and I went to see a play.
Hmm, Play? or "Immersive Experience". In this case the latter, and its largely down to the venue. The preserved debating chamber in the depths of the old County Hall in London, where you climb the marble stairs past the large commemorative scrolls and plaques listing past leaders and co chairs, (names like Sir Horace Cutler, Ken Livingstone, Ilytd Harington etc etc) and settle yourself in a leather council members chair, with its fold out Morocco leather writing table, sliding ash tray and survey the large wood panelled chamber with its high domed decorated ceiling and "speakers" chair.
You sit 3 or 4 rows away from the floor of the chamber where the play takes place.
Witness for the Prosecution, an Agatha Christie classic, some drama, some moments of humour, , not too taxing on the brain, not too long with its typical genre double trick ending, A little dated, absurd even but very entertaining.
Well acted, well produced very well lit, you genuinely feel like you are there, in the court room, one can even if one wished, pay extra to be in the witness box, where you become and integral part of the production.
An excellent and imaginative use of location, storyline and production, Very possible the best theatre experience I have had, certainly more so than my last - The rather dire and ridiculous Hamilton.
We did the matinee, (yes as pensioners do) traveled up t't smoke on the train, had a pre show coffee and cake in the rather excellent branch of Gails Bakery, and dinner in one of the South Bank restaurants. Not done London properly since lockdown V1.0 and it was great to be back, the hustle and bustle and energy seems to be returning.
Caught the tail of the commute traffic on the way back, the train was heaving and pleased to report most donned masks in such a steamy packed environment.
Excellent night out.
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The Theatre! new
The Theatre! new