I went to see The Compleat Works of &c &c at the New Red Lion in Islington last night with
allochthonous, and had a REALLY GREAT TIME. The play was well done - they had changed the conceit from "we're a bunch of earnest schmucks spontaneously working through Shakespeare's plays" to "we're a bunch of earnest drama students who have found this adaptation of all Shakespeare's plays", which I think works well because most people are familiar with or have heard of the original already. There was an excellent running gag with one of the actors waiting for his mentor Kevin Spacey to turn up, and indeed a table with two gifts, a chocolate bar, a magnum of champagne and a giant "RESERVED FOR KEVIN SPACEY" note was arranged in the middle of the normal dinner-theatre seats.
They pulled me up to do Ophelia (but to be fair I was one of only two young women in the front row), but the best bit came when Louisa (the other one) was doing the wave with the rest of the front row (yes, it was part of the show) and was called out for holding a fork in her hand.
ACTOR: What is that? What is that? You're just waving cutlery around!
LOUISA: ...It's symbolic of the conflict!
Which is basically the BEST EXCUSE FOR ANYTHING ever and one I am going to use forever now.
After the show the actors were selling a delightfully bizarre spectrum of tat with dirty words and jokes on them, so I got
tigerpig a cushion and a gift for
the_alchemist for being my best woman.
Louisa and I left in search of a drink and ended up at the Eagle (the one on City Road, not the famous one), where they had Thornbridge Ashford on and the barman seemed shocked that I was asking for omg a specific kind of beer. I then spent the next half hour THRILLING Louisa with a monologue on IPAs until she managed to neck her drink and make a run for it, and I staggered home via London Bridge Marks & Spencer, where this morning I discovered I thought it was a good idea to buy:
+ bag of giant pretzels
+ bag of caramel-filled chocolate eggs (on sale)
+ plastic bottle of red wine.
Oh DRUNK SELF, you are so charmingly id-driven.
TODAY I am bashing away at a surprisingly tedious report on Ghana, and feeling a bit of senioritis as my boss is going away next week to SINGAPORE and I have of course a two-week holiday off work after that. I am currently stuck at halfway on my
101 Things in 1001 Days list and trying to think of things to add to it.
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What should I put on my list?