A major drama was played out at the National Monday evening.
In all the Whingers’ many years of theatre-going, never have they experienced anything so tense, so immediate and so personally relevant.
There were moments of despair so profound they numbed the Whingers’ senses; and urgencies so imperative that adrenalin pumped through their veins.
Happily there was also hope, elation, redemption and a happy denouement which restored their faith in humanity.
Amazing stuff.
And once Andrew’s lost wallet had been recovered they went to see The Walworth Farce. Read the rest of this entry »
A West End Whinger 