Friday, April 5, 2013

The Joys of the London Theatre Queue

Memories of the joys of queuing for seats in London theatres came flooding back to me in this delightful article by Lyn Gardener .

Spent most of my London life queuing for theatre tickets as for me it was the only way to get in. Spent hours in the Royal Opera House queues for gallery tickets. The first tube train, the 5.10 from Canon's Park, the smell of oranges and urine as you hit Covent Garden station, the ladies of the night and the porters urinating over the vegetables and the joy of getting the precious tickets for wonderful first nights. Never had any luck with the Gala's though although I did get to one by being in the ballet there!

Later I found the Standing tickets. By law the theatre has to reserve tickets for daily sale and these could be bought on the day at around 4pm. These were cheap and allowed you to stand at the back of the stalls  Stood through The Ring this way at 16!

Obviously The Proms, queuing for these concerts was great fun when a student. Sold out musicals could be seen too.  

Turning up in the foyer one can usually get a ticket from someone who has one to give away. Royal Festival Hall and Wimbledon Center Court are good places for this.

When I married my GP Opera loving husband I still had to queue although this time for the posh part. However I still preferred the gallery for ballet!

Now when I come to London I still do the same but I spend more to sit. I would still stand if the performance was one not to miss.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Who wrote Shakespeare? Who cares?



Shakespeare's identity is much less interesting than his plays
A new book attempts to bury the endless disputes over who he really was. But surely it's the plays, not their author, which deserve attention?
 Lyn Gardner Guardian

There is nothing wrong with this. Writers write about what they know and some writers have fascinating life stories better than their novels. Shakespeare is perhaps an exception because we know so little of his life.
Jane Austin had a rather secluded life but she knew about the difficulties of finding a suitable husband. She never did and all her novels stop at the altar. All the Bronte sisters had strange upbringings and these appear in their novels. Ann Bronte wrote about the horrors of drug and alcohol abuse because she witnessed the fall of her brother. The true story is perhaps the stronger.
If one wants to enjoy Marcel Proust it is almost essential to read a biography as he wrote about what he knew. Keats, Shelly, Byron too wrote from experience. Benjamin Britten never composed an opera that dealt with heterosexual love.
Read and enjoy both. The biographies show why the writer wrote as he did.
Who cares anyway who wrote Shakespeare! Let us just be thankful someone did!


    Thursday, March 21, 2013

    Perfumes that make me feel like living

    Guardian

    Perfume Love it! Love the smell, love the luxury, makes me feel good. I buy a bottle a year. 

    Favorites? Le De by Givenchy, sadly discontinued but I have one unopened bottle for when I die. My taste ranges fromYardley's English Lavender, Madam Roche, Este Lauder's best seller, forget the name but not the smell, Champagne/Ypresse and today Zinniba.

    Quite like Argent Provocateur as it smells like violet/rose cream hand made chocolates and I love those.

    I love one old 30's perfume called Carnet du Bal, heavy and rich and I likeBal du Versailles which a Paris perfumer assured me was worn by the Queen! It smelt wonderful and I could not afford it.  

    Tuesday, March 12, 2013

    Jonathan Slinger  

    I envy Jonathan Slinger's opportunity to play Hamlet.  Hamlet is to a 'man' actor like Juliet is to a 'woman' actor. Unfortunately I am a woman and I shall never have the chance to play Hamlet. That does not mean I have not thought about it a lot.

    At 41 Slinger is already up against it. Like Juliet, Hamlet is young and today with type casting being the norm it does help t be young. OK Prince Charles has had to wait for the throne and I suppose could play Hamlet although there is no wicked uncle on the scene but being young is a great advantage.

    For centuries critics and actors have been concerned with what makes Hamlet tick. We have had all sorts of theories, the Freudian one about wanting to kill the father and sleep with the mother being a strong favorite in my time although when I suggested this in a major drama exam the examiner had never heard of it and countered with Well if Hamlet had killed his uncle Shakespeare wouldn't have had a play! I failed!

    I came to the conclusion a long time ago that Hamlet was gay! Being gay answers many questions. Denmark didn't want a gay King for starters hence his uncle is easily accepted as King. Hamlet's mother couldn't face having a gay son. Shakespeare is thought to have been bisexual with the accent on the gay, (sonnets as ref) and wrote about what he knew. In his time being gay was not an option in public anyway although James I was but would not have admitted it so being gay was not acknowledged. Teenage Hamlet was difficult having problems with his sexuality. He must have felt guilty about his feelings and indecisive. Many gays do not enjoy killing. He did not like Orphelia sexually, not her fault, Hamlet preferred men, he died in Horatio's arms.

    So that's it! I believe one major production has presented this interpretation. Playing Hamlet as a full blooded heterosexual is a very difficult feat to pull off as it goes against all normal behaviors but as a gay…… easy. I should be a director at RSC but in my time women director's were not wanted.

    So I wish a 41 year actor all the luck in the world. He is going to need it.

    Tuesday, February 12, 2013

    Bravo Pope Benedict XVI Right Call!

    Pope Benedict XVI2013
    Bravo Pope Benedict XVI for knowing when to stop! Not many do. I am not a great fan of this Pope, I am not a great fan of any Pope. My convent school saw to that but at least the 85 year old head of the Roman Catholic Church knows when to call a halt.

    His predecessor Pope John Paul II did not. His horrible end must have been an eye opener and a warning to Joseph Aloisius Ratzinger to bow out early. It always amuses me that the Pope as the chosen head of the one and only church that counts is not just allowed to die in the quickest possible way as his welcome into heaven is absolutely assured but Popes do seem to linger. Is it perhaps they are unsure of the possible future? Anyway this Pope has obviously had enough.

    Don't think the next Pope is going to be any different. Pope Pius IX saw to that in 1870 at the first Vatican Council when he had all future Popes declared infallible in matters of dogma. The dogma of the time was set in stone and as it is all revealed dogma nothing, not one word of the bible or Acts of Apostles is allowed to be changed. So so women priests, no married priests and no birth control! 

    Believe me I am right on this one see Wikipedia. This is the official Vatican version but I see it is being challenged as not subjective. What fun!

    So Ratzinger leaves with some dignity as anyone can who covered up the abuse of young boys by his priests and forbade condoms to prevent the spread of HIV Aids. Goodness knows how many he killed doing that. I am not sad to see him go. He believes in invisible magic friends and I don't.

    Thursday, February 7, 2013

    Bring Back Matron! The answer to the NHS

    NHS Illustration by Matt Kenyon
    Bring back Matron! That is my answer to the problems in the UK and to a certain extent New Zealand's troubled hospitals. The damning Francis Report into the problems of the Mid Staffordshire hospital will be recognized by many a patient who has had the misfortune to enter a hospital over the past few years.

    If only it were back to the days of Doctor in the House, a fifties film and sit- com for those of you of younger years, or even Carry on Doctor where Matron ruled the roost. Matron's eagle eye would spot a crumpled pillow at 20 paces and a soiled bed  for more than 30 seconds would mean execution at day break.
    Oh to return to the  hospital's where patients came first, Matron saw to that.

    My sojourn of three days, aged 23, having my tonsils out was memorable. I was put in the children's ward.  Matron was furious as she said as an ill adult I should feel obliged to look after the child patients, she was right there but I stayed and the three of us two little boys aged 4 and 11 had a wonderful time. We had ice cream and fun and we all cried on leaving each other.

    Today nobody seems to be in charge of the wards. To command any organization one does seem to need a single person to be in charge and issue the Follow me Chaps order if any semblance of authority and compliance is to be achieved. A matron can be appealed to on her rounds and a complaint made. Today complaints are seldom made as the patient is sick anyway and has not the strength to put up a fight to find the right person to complain to and in any case what would be the use as nobody will take responsibility and do something.

    Hygiene too would be better served with a matron in charge and in general moral. OK the person may be an ogre but that is what is required a the moment. Come back Florence Nightingale! She knew how to run a hospital!

    Abandon hope all ye who enter here seems to be the motto of our general hospitals today. Let us pray that the Francis Report does not lie unheeded.

    Wednesday, February 6, 2013

    BBC TV Centre to become a Hotel!

    BBC Centre to become a hotel

    Licence fee payers will soon be able to watch, listen, and live in BBC Television Centre in west London after plans were unveiled to turn the famous doughnut-shaped inner ring of the complex into executive apartments. The cost of the development is likely to be about £500m and is expected to be worth £1bn when completed. Guardian
    I have a love/hate affair with the BBC Television Centre which has/is to be sold off and among other things turned into  hotel.

    I love/hate it because I always wanted to work for the BBC. It was my ambition as I had watched and admired the BBC ever since I had seen Muffin the Mule in 1947 and I fell in love with the medium. I so wanted to work for them and I did once or twice but it was never a happy experience. I even had my children's ballet TV series, Dance Tales Story Ballets shown by the BBC and I was initially thrilled as this was an honour only to have it spoiled by the BBC being very petty and exceedingly unfair about payment. I had to resort to the Governor General to sort it out. He did.

    I hated going to auditions there. The entrance hall was so huge and intimidating. I was scared stiff before I even started. The BBC producers could be very intimidating too, putting their feet on the desk or worse after I had made the effort and expense to see them they would say the part was already cast. I never got a real part from the BBC but I did very well at Associated Rediffusion so  I must have had something!

    The BBC secretaries were scary too. I dreaded ringing them up as they were just so rude even if the director had told you to do so.  Thank goodness I could sing and dance and never had to rely on them for a living. I think they were bitter that they were unable to become producers themselves and took it out on actors trying to get work. I once had to ring and ask for an extra day's pay. The reception I received was ear shattering. I never got paid. The BBC were awfully good at that.

    By chance my husband owned a house in Frithville Gardens which is the back door entrance to the BBC  so for three years the BBC Television Centre was my next door neighbor. It was strange to live so near to the place I wanted to work and yet so far. We emigrated to New Zealand and in fact it was from there that I attained my ambition. I was employed at last by the BBC but I had to move 11 thousand miles away to do it. I would never have achieved this if I had stayed in London.

    I cannot believe that they have moved BBC production to Manchester. I think it is a shame that multi camera dramas and live entertainment shows are nearly a thing of the past but I shall certainly make sure at least I stay a night there when the BBC hotel is reality although the rooms are very, very small. I was astounded just how small the head of children's programmes office was. It was minute.