2nd night into a busy week, we took the older two girls to see Shakespeare's Midsummer's Night Dream at the open-aired theatre in Regent's Park. A lovely venue set within a part of park enclosed by a forest of trees. Although the actual stage looks small, they made the most of the natural surroundings and had the actors using the grassy bits to each side of where the audience was sitting which made you feel that you were in fact sitting in the forest with the lovers who had gotten lost there together.
A couple of things could have made the evening disastrous:
- It was outdoors
- The girls' complete disinterest in anything Shakespearean. (Get this: Stefa says she's "Shakespeare'd out" after doing her 50 page school project on him last year!)
- Dad bought the tickets, ergo it must be boring
They walked out of the performance with a new admiration for Shakespeare and willing to try another one, but not too soon as Orest found out when he tried to pin them down to going to the Globe in September. "Maybe next year", was the best response we could get.
Fair enough, I say...
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