Review – Handbagged, Vaudeville Theatre

Strange how things come in pairs.

Phil recently saw two Nunns back to back and now this is his second play in a row portraying living royals.

Of course the Queen is missing from Mike Bartlett’s King Charles III but in Moira Buffini‘s offering, Handbagged, she’s very much alive. There’s two Queens; an older version, Q (Marion Bailey) and one younger, Liz (Lucy Robinson). But some may feel it should come with a warning, “this play contains two Margaret Thatchers”.

Review – Disconnect, Royal Court Theatre

The Whingers were feeling a little disconnected themselves on Tuesday evening having spent the day fielding queries left, right and centre as the Paint Never Dries media scrum centred rather discombobulatingly around them. Well, it was actually centred around Love Never Dies, but it’s as close as the Whingers are ever likely to get to being at the centre of a media scrum. Looking it up in Wikipedia it seems that the Whingers were probably the number eights in the media scrum and interestingly the players in this position tend to have the physical strength of a tight forward along with the mobility and pace of loose forwards. Really, what else is there to be said on the matter?

Review – The Fastest Clock in the Universe, Hampstead Theatre

Dear Andrew,

It’s been a while since I’ve felt moved to write, but I know you need something to lift you out of your grump.

I know you feel unfairly robbed of the Nobel Peace Prize despite your exhaustive efforts in the Middle East, but the good news is the Whingers are in line for an Olivier Award for the play we’re yet to write, so thanks for displaying surprising largesse and unclipping my lead for a rare solo visit to the theatre.

Can it really be that long since you allowed me out alone?  The event seems to come round faster than Christmas or our interval exits from the Cottesloe, so appropriately my trip was to the Hampstead Theatre‘s revival of Philip Ridley‘s The Fastest Clock in the Universe.