Saturday 21st
July
I am not sure exactly when I might say that this holiday
began. I would like to think it was late
this afternoon when we have finished packing and enjoyed a delicious fillet
steak supper. Then Mike and I headed
into town to watch the National Theatre Live link to Belmont Cinema of Kenneth
Branagh’s first foray into Shakespeare for 11 years. Stunning.
It was set in a church in Manchester where the main action took place
down the main aisle with a small ish audience seated facing in on both
sides. A dais at the altar end sufficed
as interior scenes but other than that props and scenery were relatively minimal. Anyway, lest this turn into a full scale
review, it was stunning.
Not
forgetting that I spent a fine couple of hours admiring some of the gardens
open in our little village earlier on.
From an almost self sufficient home allotment to a wonderland of fine
trees, paths, surprising twists and turns and a tumultuous riot of individual
loved plants and flowers and the biggest surprise – a miniature railway. Perhaps next year... what would my special selling
point be?
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