Richmond, where last night’s anaesthetic wine came from, is
a really beautiful market town and having nothing really to do except go to another
Travelodge later today, we go for lunch. Instead of lunch, we find the most gorgeous
and oldest surviving Georgian theatre in the UK. The entire building is less
than 9m wide and the interior is largely untouched, including some original
paintwork and restored mechanisms for raising footlights and operating
trapdoors. Apparently “Equus” was slated to play here today and tomorrow at
some stage, and we can only imagine how extraordinary it would have been to
work in this incredibly intimate space. You can literally reach the back row
with a whisper.
No comments:
Post a Comment