Poster |
Jessica |
Took a nearly empty train from Epsom, so it being cold, we elected to eat our bread and hard boiled eggs on the train, rather than taking a chance on a seat by the river at Guildford. Spotted some sort of raptor in among the trees at the side of the line at one point, but not a tweet as I had no idea which one.
Curious window |
Asbestos? |
Booklovers' library |
Judging by references 5 and 6, we should perhaps have made off with it. A regular pot-boiler.
Onto the theatre which was reasonably full. The usherette - probably not far off our age - told us that usually the place would be full for such a matinée, drawing in coach loads of pensioners from miles around. As it was, there was more coughing than was proper from the back; people who should, perhaps, have stayed away.
The OU getting its Royal Charter |
The set, well before the off. No flash |
But an interesting play for all that. And there were some funny bits. With two take-aways for me. First, a reminder that we all deserve a decent education. Second, that teachers, along with parents, have to understand that their pupils will grow out of them. From being god-like people dishing out the tablets to their star-struck pupils, they have to step back and become their equals. Garnett, the publisher's reader noticed at reference 4 had to learn something of the sort too, with his protégées.
And one period detail being the tea chests used to pack the tutor's books, by then on his way to penal servitude (as it were) in Australia. With tea chests full of books in the attic being yet another feature of my childhood. With my having a strong memory of it being very easy to cut ones hands on the things, full of nails and sturdy, jagged foil (foil to seal the flavour of the tea in) as they were.
Flood protection |
Lack of flooding |
Collapsed footbridge, upstream |
The channel leading to the locks had been drained, perhaps while the collapsed footbridge was repaired, revealing a trolley which was beyond redemption. Even supposing that the grappling iron (of reference 7) could have stood the strain of hauling the thing out, in no fit state for return to sender.
Onto the Britannia to dine. We had a choice of girl chat about personal relationships with over-excited heater overhead and man chat about work relationships - and chose the latter. I think it was the heater which clinched the matter, my not thinking that sitting under a hot air blower inside on a cold evening outside was a good plan.
And as it happened, with starter and wine the same as last time, as noticed at reference 8. Which I notice today includes a presciently topical scratch card, towards the end. I followed with steak and chips, with a respectably large piece of steak, but rather under cooked to my taste. While BH had salmon in some kind of complicated sauce involving lobster, also rather under cooked. Which last, as on the previous occasion, I mentioned, tipping generously enough that they were polite about it. We thought that the whole menu suffered a bit from the dishes being rather over complicated: you couldn't just have a burger, you had to have a burger with 57 varieties of added flavour. I blame all those television cookery programmes, for which superfluity of complication seems to be de rigueur. Maybe also we had the apprentice cook, filling in between the luncheon and dinner shifts proper.
Nevertheless, a good atmosphere and we shall, no doubt be back in due course.
Sanbags by the river |
And it was not the case that snapping the sandbags by the river was the cause of our missing the train. On my computation that snapping took 30 seconds and we missed the train by 60. A computation which gave rise to some difference of opinion.
And so ended what is clearly going to be the last normal outing for a while.
PS: on this occasion our two luvvies did not take advantage of the smoking exemption awarded to luvvies on the job. This despite their clearly being in big puffing roles. And probably of an age to have once enjoyed smoking.
Reference 1: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yvonne_Arnaud.
Reference 2: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2020/03/more-civic-duties.html.
Reference 3: http://www3.open.ac.uk/documents/1/vs19080444243116.pdf. Strain on suburban broadband starting to show this morning, with BT not delivering this page for some minutes? Still not all there after 15 minutes.
Reference 4: https://psmv3.blogspot.com/2018/01/midwife.html.
Reference 5: The wicked and the fair - Henrietta Drake-Brockman - 1957. A fictionalised version of a shipwreck in 1629. See reference 6.
Reference 6: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Batavia_(ship). Plenty of scope for pot boiling here.
Reference 7: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2020/03/trolley-407.html.
Reference 8: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2019/11/a-woman-of-no-importance.html.
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