Walking into HOME theatre on Thursday night, my plus 1 and I discussed the subject matter of the production we were about to see; that of the Falklands War. Both of a similar age (he 15 months older – devil is in the detail), we both agreed that the Falklands was one of the firstContinue reading “Theatre review – Minefield”
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Theatre review – The Winslow Boy
Coming home from The Lowry theatre last night, my designated plus 1 in theatre and basically life, told me the story of the snail and the ginger beer. It’s a little like the owl and the pussycat. Well actually nothing like it. The snail and the ginger beer was the court case Donoghue v Stevenson, whichContinue reading “Theatre review – The Winslow Boy”
Madama Butterfly 🦋 Fatal Passions and Attraction
I last wrote about this topic (in more detail)in my dissertation in the year cough cough etc. You understand my entire dissertation wasn’t based on Michael Douglas but a small portion of it. I don’t have a degree in Michael Douglas. I focussed on the femme fatale on film and how feminist theory has beenContinue reading “Madama Butterfly 🦋 Fatal Passions and Attraction”
All aboard for Brief Encounter – destination West End, first stop Salford…
I’ve been commuting since I was 12 years old, getting the bus to school, 2.9miles away (that 0.1 is very important given that it disqualified me from the free bus pass that the elusive and illustrious 3 mile commute brought you). Buses gave way to trains once starting uni and then work, and I seriouslyContinue reading “All aboard for Brief Encounter – destination West End, first stop Salford…”
the King’s Speech – ooh, ahh, an evening with Eric Cantona
Against an apt backdrop of much controversy and mirth, Eric Cantona brought his Evening with… show to The Lowry Theatre this week. Prior to taking my red husband (in football supporting terms, you understand, his blood pressure is normal) last night (Thurs 23 February) for his Valentine’s treat, we were treated to a cacophony (aboutContinue reading “the King’s Speech – ooh, ahh, an evening with Eric Cantona”
Home is where the art is
I’m often outraged by things. It’s my favourite go to emotion. Question Time – outraged, Making a Murderer – outraged, someone getting on the bus and passively aggressively closing a window without thought of whether already present passengers were happily enjoying the cold relief it was bringing – outraged. When I heard that the CornerhouseContinue reading “Home is where the art is”