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A Trip to the Theatre

““The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.”
— JM Barrie

Last weekend we went to Stratford upon Avon to see a performance by the RSC at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre. The Theatre has recently been completely refurbished and extended and this is our first visit since it reopened. I like what they have done and how they have kept the shell of the original Art Deco building with its distinctive brick work and doors. 

In front of the theatre are a series of sculptures of what are probably the best known characters in Shakespeare’s plays

These first two are Falstaff and Lady Macbeth. I'm not so keen on him, not my conception of Falstaff at all, but I think she looks suitably menacing, not to mention cross-eyed!

I much prefer the two princes - the tragic Hamlet and the triumphant Prince Hal.

I also love this new sculpture of swans - I think the lines are amazing

So, you may be asking, which of Shakespeare’s works did we grace with our presence? Well actually none of it! we went to see Peter Pan or more accurately ‘Wendy and Peter Pan’ a new play based on the original novel told from a feminist perspective.

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it worked brilliantly! The script was witty and amusing, engaging adults and children in the audience alike and the set was amazing including the best pirate ship I have ever seen, and I am in a position to compare as I have seen Peter Pan on a number of occasions.

I think one of the reasons I have a soft spot for  Peter Pan is that it was the first live theatre I ever saw. It was 1960 I was 8 and I saw what I think must have been the pre or post West End run at the Streatham Hill Theatre - now long since turned into a bingo hall.  The all star cast included Julia Lockwood as Peter (always played by a girl in those days in true Pantomime tradition, no dame in Peter Pan though), Juliet Mills as Wendy and Donald Sinden as Captain Hook / Mr Darling a part that was traditionally always doubled up. I found the whole thing completely magical and practiced flying by jumping off my bed for the next few weeks (sadly to no avail). 

Julia Lockwood daughter of Margaret Lockwood and Juliet Mills, daughter of sir John Mills and sister of Hayley Mills

The next version I saw was in 1965 when I was invited to go to a performance with my friend Bonnie whose grandmother was taking all her grandchildren. The whole thing was quite an adventure, Bonnie’s mother took us, together with Bonnie's much younger brother Geoff, over to Portsmouth on the ferry and from there we were put on a train to Horsham in Sussex where Bonnie's grandmother would join us on the journey to London (first time on a train without an accompanying adult). We then went to the matinee at the Scala followed by tea at the Grovenor Hotel (another first) before going back to Horsham where we spent the night at her grandmother's returning to the Island the following day. 

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That year Peter was played by Sylvia Sims and I felt the magic as before, although I had given up trying to fly!

My next outing  to see Peter was in  1997 when my son was 5 years old. This time we saw it at the National Theatre with an all start cast led by Ian McKellen as Captain Hook  - Mrs Darling was played by Jenny Agutter currently of ‘Call the Midwife’ fame but then still very much associated with her role of Bobbie in the Railway Children (you can imagine how old this made me feel!) Again a magical production. Patrick sat through the 3 hours as mesmerised as I had been all those years ago,  giving the lie to his teachers who said he had a short attention span!

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Some time after this, and I can’t track down the year, we saw a production at our local theatre the Watermill, again an excellent production but due to the limitations of the venue my memory is there was no flying. 

So when, quite by chance, I came upon the reviews for 'Wendy and Peter Pan' I simply couldn't resist and don't forget if you want to visit Neverland it's “Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning. ”

“All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust. ”
— JM Barrie
tags: Stratford upon Avon, Peter Pan, RSC, NT, JM Barrie, Shakespeare, theatre, Royal National Theatre, Ian McKellen, Jenny Aggutter, Silvia Sims, Donald Sinden, Julia Lockwood, Juliet Mills, Scarla Theatre
categories: information, Literature, Photography, Theatre
Sunday 02.09.14
Posted by Barbara Evans
Comments: 3
 

The Glory of the Garden

“And the Glory of the Garden it shall never pass away ! ”
— Rudyard Kiplling

When I arrived back from Yoga on Thursday the sun had just begun to surface after a shower and everything in the garden was sparkling - it looked quite magical!

It was as though this fennel plant was hung with diamonds

And the seeds looked almost as spectacular, as did a late sprig of lavender with this bee on board

I suddenly found the last to lines of Kipling's poem running through my head "and the Glory of the garden shall never pass away" and went to look up the whole thing, which though a tad on the jingoistic side I do rather like, and wonder if it was inspired by his own lovely garden at Batemans in Sussex which I have visited several times. I am going to quote it in full here.

OUR England is a garden that is full of stately views,
Of borders, beds and shrubberies and lawns and avenues,
With statues on the terraces and peacocks strutting by;
But the Glory of the Garden lies in more than meets the eye. 
For where the old thick laurels grow, along the thin red wall,
You'll find the tool- and potting-sheds which are the heart of all
The cold-frames and the hot-houses, the dung-pits and the tanks,
The rollers, carts, and drain-pipes, with the barrows and the planks.

And there you'll see the gardeners, the men and 'prentice boys
Told off to do as they are bid and do it without noise ;
For, except when seeds are planted and we shout to scare the birds,
The Glory of the Garden it abideth not in words.
And some can pot begonias and some can bud a rose,
And some are hardly fit to trust with anything that grows ;
But they can roll and trim the lawns and sift the sand and loam,
For the Glory of the Garden occupieth all who come.

Our England is a garden, and such gardens are not made
By singing:-" Oh, how beautiful," and sitting in the shade
While better men than we go out and start their working lives
At grubbing weeds from gravel-paths with broken dinner-knives.
There's not a pair of legs so thin, there's not a head so thick,
There's not a hand so weak and white, nor yet a heart so sick
But it can find some needful job that's crying to be done,
For the Glory of the Garden glorifieth every one.

Then seek your job with thankfulness and work till further orders,
If it's only netting strawberries or killing slugs on borders;
And when your back stops aching and your hands begin to harden,
You will find yourself a partner In the Glory of the Garden.
Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees
That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his knees,
So when your work is finished, you can wash your hands and pray 
For the Glory of the Garden that it may not pass away!

And the Glory of the Garden it shall never pass away ! 

Rudyard Kipling

All of this then inspired me to do the first piece of art journaling I've done for ages

 

My sparking moments this week literally were sparkling - hope yours were too

tags: Rudyard Kipling, poetry, gardens, flowers, art journaling, photography, Batemans
categories: Art, Literature, Photography, Poetry
Sunday 09.15.13
Posted by Barbara Evans
Comments: 5
 

The Friday Five - Good Reads

This weeks five are ‘good reads’ in this case novels that I have really enjoyed and either have read, or plan on reading, several times. Two of the novels I have only on my kindle, so I have included it in the phhotograph!

The List

 

The Detail

First up is The  Lollipop Shoes by Joanne Harris. This is the middle book of a trilogy which begins with Chocolate (book better than film which is a constant refrain in this post) and ends with the recently published Peaches for Monsieur Le Cure. I enjoyed all three but Lollipop Shoes is my favourite, perhaps because of the ending.

Next is The Help by Kathryn Stockett which after a slightly slow start becomes a real page turner - again the film was good the  book if even better

 Number three is Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day by Winifred Watson published by the wonderful Persephone  books.  A delightful fairytale guaranteed to cheer you up if you’re in need of a duvet day again far better than the film

At four is Home Leave by Libby Purves who is also a well known broadcaster on BBC Radio Four. I love all her books except the last two which are understandably much more sombre in tone, due to a change in the author’s personal circumstances. The early novels are laugh our loud amusing and its hard to choose a favourite.

Finally its Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand  by Helen Simonson. No relation to Miss Pettigrew, this is a gentle but insightful book about growing old  in an English village - again it made me laugh (noticing a theme here?)

I hope you will give at least some of them a try and that if you do you will enjoy them as much as I did.


tags: Novels, films, good reads
categories: Literature, Photography, information
Friday 08.31.12
Posted by Barbara Evans
Comments: 2
 
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