Treading the boards

 

It’s a bit bamboozling how much there is to see and do in London, so I love it when someone takes charge. An old school pal of mine (they’re the best ones) could put the MI6 to shame with her organisational skills. It was down to her that a gaggle of us were standing outside The Donmar Warehouse in Covent Garden at 6pm sharp and not in Mac. Nor in Urban Outfitters. Impressive. 

 
Off we went for a swift ‘sherbert’, (her words not mine. I like it) which wasn’t that swift. In fact several sherberts were had by a few of our rabble and it’s a miracle we managed to walk in a straight line back to the Donmar for the show.
 
We were there to see ‘Passion’ by Sondheim. I had no idea what to expect and the story completely engulfed me. Set in 19th century Italy, this musical is no light hearted romp. Subjects include obsession, beauty, power, manipulation, passion, illness and love and with its impressive score, intelligent set and (slightly freaky) powerful story, I was sucked in from the get go. I loved it, despite having to peek through my fingers in one bit. (Pathetic Poppy).
 
If you can get tickets – go. Although, if you have a stalker, you may not want to. Also if you have long legs they might go to sleep as leg room isn’t muchly and there is no interval. 
 
(I went to the loo first. Clever Poppy).
 
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