Posts Tagged ‘The Priory’

In which the Whingers spend some not-so-happy hours in the Royal Court Bar

Sunday 29 November 2009

It’s a scandal we tell you! An outrage!

No secret is made of the fact that a hefty part of a Whinger’s theatrical outing involves civilized time spent in the bar before and after the performance. And during the interval if there is one. And during the show if drinks are permitted in the auditorium.

But there seemed a particular perversity in the Royal Court Theatre sending Phil a flyer for a play called The Priory offering Happy Hour at the Royal Court Bar”.

Of course The Priory isn’t about anything to do with that Priory, rehab home to Susan Boyle and the stars, but Phil didn’t know that at the time and as ever, with an eye for a bargain, he filed it away in his cabinet in his “Very Important Flyers” folder (cross-referenced under “Cheaper ways to drink” and eagerly awaited his next trip to The Court. Read the rest of this entry »

Review – The Priory, Royal Court Theatre

Thursday 26 November 2009

New Year’s Eve: the night of the year everyone wants to have a good time but nobody does.

Andrew is already preparing for his own unique celebrations by folding his Winceyette jim-jams, tucking them under his pillow and fretting about whether he will have cocoa or Horlicks. He will of course then, as ever, retire to bed at 9.30pm knowing that this time he’ll wake up in a year in which he’ll get to see Debbie Reynolds and possibly Dame Julie Andrews and be happily oblivious by the time the rest of the country is trilling Auld Lang Syne.

But unlike Andrew, some people never learn. Certainly not the characters in Michael Wynne‘s seasonal comedy The Priory who have been gathered together by Kate (Jessica Hynes) to see in the new year in, er, The Priory. Sadly it is not set in the Whingers favourite rehab retreat but a country house that’s so the middle of nowhere there isn’t even a mobile signal for the thirtysomething media types (writer, “resting” actor, TV producer etc). Yes there is no escape. And a mysterious hooded figure is glimpsed outside the window. The Agatha Christie set-up (updated to cope with plot-sapping cell phones) looked rather promising. Read the rest of this entry »