I just found out that FRAM, the play we’re going to see tonight at the National, is all in verse. The review the West End Whingers have posted has got me thinking that the free beer I got with my ticket may not be nearly enough.
I am afraid in a way a play about ships and icebergs should never make me be. Frankly, actually being on a ship surrounded by icebergs wouldn’t scare me as much as the idea of a play in which all of the dialogue rhymes. Well, I guess I could be going to see Gone with the Wind …
I am having a cup of tea right now, at 5:45 PM, in preparation for what may be a very long night.
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