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Tag Archives: Shakespeare
Keeping time
I left St Paul’s Cathedral at about ten minutes to 8 after a service of Choral Evensong, followed by a mindfulness session and the opportunity to walk the labyrinth installed under the dome: the Chartres design printed on heavy canvas … Continue reading
Because Twitter is too brief
David Bradley tweeted this morning, a reply to someone called Lewis Capaldi about a pop video. This led me to watch the video – and cry – and feel myself a little connected with the modern world. I don’t often … Continue reading
It is time to speak of Julia
I am re-reading Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh. It’s a striking, indulgent, flawed novel, I think. Not entirely successful, but somehow it communicates a – to me, irresistible – sense of beauty, loss and yearning which repeatedly draws me back. … Continue reading
Posted in Books, Moving on
Tagged brideshead revisited, Harry Potter, literature, Naming, Shakespeare, Waugh
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The Mad Woman in the Attic
Sometimes I dream of being in a familiar house, opening a door and finding a forgotten room. This is a common dream theme, a recurrent trope. The discovery brings with it with a strange small mis-step lurch of emotion: how … Continue reading
Sunday
Stephen Sondheim died on Friday November 26th. ‘91 year old man dies peacefully in his sleep’ is not unexpected news. But the impact was great, and in a small way I shared it. Others will be able to articulate the … Continue reading
Posted in Music, Theatre
Tagged Antony Sher, Live performance, Shakespeare, sondheim, Sunday
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Connexions
In the midst of what, for convenience, I’ll call the ‘second lockdown’ I have rejected Zoom. My head recognises its benefits, but my heart has rebelled.
Much Posessed by Death
I had a half-written blog and was resisting its completion because I felt that I’d written enough about mourning and mortality. Then, this week, I learned that my first boyfriend had died, just days short of his 56th birthday, and … Continue reading
Meet and greet
What does an hour and a half watching Mark Rylance dressed in a bright orange puffed jacket clowning and making snow angels on stage actually give me, apart from pleasure? Continue reading
Posted in Moving on, Theatre
Tagged literature, Live performance, Mark Rylance, Nice Fish, Shakespeare
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Quick now, here, now, always.
Moving to London meant leaving my job – obviously – and I am searching for work. Writing applications is laborious (oh, the irony that hunting for work is itself hard work) and disquieting. I cannot know how long this process … Continue reading
Posted in Moving on, Theatre
Tagged Alan Bennett, Hamlet, literature, Live performance, narrative, Shakespeare, Simon Russell Beale, TS Eliot
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