Two plays

On Wednesday evening James and I went to the King’s Theatre with Gordon, to see The Mousetrap. This renowned old play based on an Agatha Christie murder mystery has now been running in London and on various tours for 70 years, and yet I have never seen it until now. It’s a lovely period piece, like a little snapshot of the early 20th century. I didn’t guess who dunnit and I won’t reveal who it was; at the end one of the actors entreated us not to spoil the surprise for others. So sweet. Our seats were up in the gods, the only ones I could get because it was nearly sold out, and it was very hot up there! At the interval lots of people were quaffing water that was thoughtfully provided in large dispensers in the bar. When we were having dinner beforehand James and Gordon were reminiscing about the first time they saw the play, which was fifty years ago, on a school trip to London. They both denied that they had been in short trousers at the time! It was a really good evening. 
On Thursday I went to Play, Pie and a Pint at Oran Mor with Ally W. It was about the history of anti-nuclear campaigning in Scotland and oh dear oh dear, it tipped way over from interesting to preachy and very one-sided. The protestors were saintly and the police and anyone with other opinions were buffoons. It was written and directed by Dave Anderson who I spotted in the choir singing protest songs in the background. The songs were the best bit. After the performance Ally and I treated ourselves to coffee and cake and a jolly good chat at a nearby tearoom.