Tonight, back with Watch Improv & Chat Comedy for Avocado Presents: An Improvised Play, in Baron's Court Theatre. Easily known the main group is back from their holidays - you now have to pay for this! and the discount code advertised on the event page has expired, grr..
The last time I was there, and waiting in the Curtains Up pub upstairs, I noted that they served food, and said I must try it next time. So I did - actually left very early, as I had to post something for my mother, was hungry already, and decided to head straight out there. Tube, as usual - and Piccadilly Line, not only because it was direct and I'd have to change with the other route option, but the other option also included the District Line, which was, apparently, experiencing severe delays. Again, managed to get a seat - well, I just about beat rush hour.
Alighted in Baron's Court - to a curtain of rain. Mind you, it had pretty much stopped by the time I left the station.. so I made my way to the pub. Now, earlier in the day, I'd caught the news that the Queen's children, along with the Duchess of Cornwall and the Duke of Cambridge, had assembled in Balmoral - which couldn't be a good sign. They had the BBC news on both tvs when I went in - the sound was down, but seeing how engrossed I was in it, the barman kindly turned it up for me.
'Tis a dog-friendly pub indeed - although this little chap got a terrible barking-at from another, woolier creature when he came in. So the humans are friendlier to the dogs than the dogs are to each other, sometimes. Meantime, I was having food - none of which I shared with them! Burger, steak or fish. Burger or steak.. well now, there's a saying about that. So, hang the price, I had steak. Let's say it was in Her Majesty's honour.
I had a nice little table, with a good view of the telly. And while we all waited, watching the crowds outside Buckingham Palace, watching the closed gates of Balmoral - I chatted things royal with someone on the phone. And had an exceedingly good steak, yum! with a coating of garlic butter, and lovely, presalted chips. And some of their tasty Marlborough sauvignon blanc. And visited the loo, which is exceedingly decorated - and as someone in there remarked, with my red top, I matched the decor!
I had hours to kill - the show wasn't starting till 9. So I also had dessert - they didn't have chocolate ice cream, so I had salted caramel - which was quite nice!
But the news was to keep me occupied for longer:
Truly historic. 70 years, she was on the throne - longer than most people have been alive. Longer than anyone else was on this throne. She lived longer, and travelled more, than any of the others too. The world has changed so much during her reign. As people were saying, we'll never again see a reigning queen, or anyone rule so long, in our lifetime. RIP Lizzie, you were much-loved.
On another note - hold on to your hats. The British do nothing so well as pomp and ceremony, and there is no more ceremonious occasion than what's happening now. This will be interesting.
I did wonder when on earth the improv was going to start - I nipped downstairs to take a look at five to, but the door was still closed. So it was a bit after 9 when they let us in. Checked my name off a list, and I chose a seat. It wasn't hard - unlike the last time I was here (when it was actually free), there were plenty of seats; they'd attracted an audience of about six. Three had signed up through the Meetup group..
So, I remembered the two guys, and they had two chairs. However, no audience interaction.. was it because the audience was so pitiably small? Well now, the whole thing fell a bit flat. With cued music, I had to wonder - how improvised was this, really? and if it was actually rehearsed, jeez, it should have been better. I sat stone-faced, wishing there weren't people on either end of my row, preventing an early escape. I fairly ran out of there when they finally ended. Have now left the group - I won't be going back to their shows. Pity - the pub is a good one.
Back at the station, they were on the ball:
Tomorrow, the best thing coming up was Clorinda Agonistes ("the warrior") - a mixture of dance, opera, and film, courtesy of Sadlers Wells. Based on an opera by Monteverdi, it's the story of a female Saracen warrior, Clorinda, who loves a Crusader, in Jerusalem, back in the day. Which sounds like it'll have a particular resonance for me, as I've just finished reading a book about the Queens of Jerusalem, which concerns itself with this period. Anyway, this is advertised by Up in the Cheap Seats. (And it beggars belief that Meetup consistently refuses to advertise their stuff to me, considering how often I've attended their events!)
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