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Meeting friends and Women Beware Women
Mar. 9th, 2020 05:05 pmSaturday morning I made my way to meet with my friends via London Bridge, passing the Monument on the way:
It's not the best photo but I had to take it quickly before my viewpoint was obscured by a bus! For those who've not heard about it, it's the monument to the Great Fire of London in 1666, with a height of 202 feet, being the exact distance to where the fire started at a baker's shop in Pudding Lane.
It must be a couple of years since I last met my friends for various reasons so it was lovely to catch up, and celebrate the birthday of one of them.
In the afternoon we went to Shakespeare's Globe - the birthday friend likes the Globe - to see a play by Thomas Middleton called Women Beware Women. It was written around 1622, so the language sounds old, even more than Shakespeare - or perhaps I'm just more used to Shakespeare. We were in the Sam Wanamaker Theatre, not outside, so everything was lit by candles.
I wasn't particularly taken with the play, which was part of the Globe season of She-Wolves and Shrews. It was well acted, but the story didn't seem to have much depth and the characters were rather two-dimensional.
It wasn't a play I'd have chosen for myself, but that wasn't why I was there and it was lovely to see my friends.
It's not the best photo but I had to take it quickly before my viewpoint was obscured by a bus! For those who've not heard about it, it's the monument to the Great Fire of London in 1666, with a height of 202 feet, being the exact distance to where the fire started at a baker's shop in Pudding Lane.
It must be a couple of years since I last met my friends for various reasons so it was lovely to catch up, and celebrate the birthday of one of them.
In the afternoon we went to Shakespeare's Globe - the birthday friend likes the Globe - to see a play by Thomas Middleton called Women Beware Women. It was written around 1622, so the language sounds old, even more than Shakespeare - or perhaps I'm just more used to Shakespeare. We were in the Sam Wanamaker Theatre, not outside, so everything was lit by candles.
I wasn't particularly taken with the play, which was part of the Globe season of She-Wolves and Shrews. It was well acted, but the story didn't seem to have much depth and the characters were rather two-dimensional.
It wasn't a play I'd have chosen for myself, but that wasn't why I was there and it was lovely to see my friends.
