We're Home!
May. 15th, 2005 05:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
przedWe're back from England!
A brief wrap-up of the last couple of days...
The Good
Finally meeting![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bluespirit_star and xanthefic properly. Spent a lovely day with bluespirit_star, including the Eccentric London walk and a nice sit-down in the covered court at the British Museum, then had a very nice meal in Covent Garden with her and xanthefic.
Seeing the London production of The Producers. (I kept thinking how much better Nathan Lane and Matthew Broderick would have been, but then Conleth Hill, who we saw last year in Democracy, stole the show and made it all too much fun.)
The Bad:
Food poisoning. (Note to self: Never have prawn salad sandwiches from Pret á Manger again.) I've never had aches and fever from food poisoning before, and I'm still recovering four days later.
The Cosmonaut's Last Message to the Woman He Once Loved in the Former Soviet Union at the Donmar Warehouse. Really, the title should have been warning enough, but it starred one of my fave stage actors, Michael Pennington. Alas, good actors cannot save a crap play. To add insult to injury, the next show at the Donmar sounds totally cool (This Is How It Goes by Neil LaBute, starring Ben Chaplin and Idris Elba). Oh, for a time machine. Or another ticket to London.
It was a lovely time, but I'm glad to be home.
And I'll be off to MediaWest in a week and a half...
A brief wrap-up of the last couple of days...
The Good
Finally meeting
bluespirit_star and xanthefic properly. Spent a lovely day with bluespirit_star, including the Eccentric London walk and a nice sit-down in the covered court at the British Museum, then had a very nice meal in Covent Garden with her and xanthefic.Seeing the London production of The Producers. (I kept thinking how much better Nathan Lane and Matthew Broderick would have been, but then Conleth Hill, who we saw last year in Democracy, stole the show and made it all too much fun.)
The Bad:
Food poisoning. (Note to self: Never have prawn salad sandwiches from Pret á Manger again.) I've never had aches and fever from food poisoning before, and I'm still recovering four days later.
The Cosmonaut's Last Message to the Woman He Once Loved in the Former Soviet Union at the Donmar Warehouse. Really, the title should have been warning enough, but it starred one of my fave stage actors, Michael Pennington. Alas, good actors cannot save a crap play. To add insult to injury, the next show at the Donmar sounds totally cool (This Is How It Goes by Neil LaBute, starring Ben Chaplin and Idris Elba). Oh, for a time machine. Or another ticket to London.
It was a lovely time, but I'm glad to be home.
And I'll be off to MediaWest in a week and a half...
