Thursday, 13 September 2012

We finally did the 3 hours standing up

Day of success, made perfect for our triumph of - at last - becoming the stinkpots that I have so long known the griblets are, and I have wanted to become. For the last year Squirrel and Tiger have stayed deaf to my entreaties, preferring soft cushions and a seat.

But not today! Our home ed party stands in the pit at The Globe for Shakespeare's Richard III, an all-male cast with lead played by Mark Rylance.

If I have any complaint at all, it is that we groundlings are far too polite. A little more original practice from us of gambling, promiscuity, leering, jeering, brawling and drinking would go down nicely.

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