I realised last week when I was in Stratford that it was exactly 50 years since my father died, and 25 (almost to the day) since I lost my mum. Because Dad was in the RAF, the grave is at Henlow Camp in Bedfordshire, in a very beautiful churchyard. There isn’t much you’re allowed to… More Rosemary for Remembrance
Just in case anyone was wondering, there is a good reason why Berowne is in blue in LLL. The RSC stage is black and very reflective. If you can just imagine the effect on the average impressionable female of very sexy young men in Elizabethan pantaloons and tights on said surface…well, you’ll understand why the… More Don’t you think he looks tired?
In two days’ time, I’ll be on my way back to Stratford! I’m just recovering from a horrible chesty cold, and it’s a relief to have that out of the way. Also, for those aware of the situation, my son seems better at last. Partly due to the change in the weather. The rest of us… More Hey Nonny Nonny!
I mentioned a few days ago that I was off to the Cheltenham Lit Fest to hear RTD and John Barrowman. In fact, there’s rather more to the trip than a bit of fangirling. I’ve been thinking of returning to some kind of postgraduate study for a good few years now. It’s a bit of… More If You Can Dream, and not make dreams your master…