An evening of culture

This morning was spent tidying the house and preparing a bedroom for guests.

The reason for this flurry of domestic activity was that we would be hosting C & S this evening. Back in September last year we arranged to see The Tempest at the RSC and also Chekov's Cherry Orchard too.

It was The Tempest this evening, and 30% had reserved a table at the RSC Rooftop restaurant for dinner before the performance.

However, I am getting ahead of myself. 

With the house now reasonably tidy, I headed outside and grabbed my chainsaw. The last few branches of the ash tree are piled alongside the garage and I would really like to get them sawn up and ready for splitting and stacking. I could really only afford to devote a couple of hours to this job today, but I made a noticeable dent in the pile.

It was then time to get showered and shaved before C&S arrived. I even managed a short snooze!

C&S turned up just after four o'clock, and we had time for a quick cuppa and a chat before we headed off to Stratford.

The pre-show dinner was lovely* and the play was brilliant. Kenneth Brannagh played Prospero, and I later learnt that this was the first time that he had performed at the RSC in over thirty years. I had not seen The Tempest before, and found it hugely entertaining, and very funny. It just goes to show that I am an ignoramus that didn't realise that it was a comedy!

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* I had a prawn and crayfish salad to start and the sea bass as my main course. The pudding was a rhubarb and custard parfait. Considering I am writing this a fortnight after the event, I think this demonstrates that my memory is still functioning reasonably well. 30% would definitely disagree.