Globe to Globe
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t expressly contrast the Festival of London with the new Nutmeg slogan (Still Revolutionary), but the implication is clear for those in these parts.
Category: theeyater
Taste, and mine
In Which Your Humble Blogger likes a lot of different stuff, and dislikes a lot of different stuff, and can’t always tell the difference between them.
The Bitters End
In Which Your Humble Blogger is all whoops! and then all a-ha! and then all hee hee hee.
Giving a demmed note
In Which Your Humble Blogger gives the note to Gentle Readers, which is certainly inappropriate, but I think it unlikely that the actor in question is a Gentle Reader at this time. If I am wrong, well, then, oops.
People are singing, singing about people
In Which Your Humble Blogger heard, yes he heard, no it wasn’t told to him, he only heard.
Blocking it in
In Which Your Humble Blogger expresses his misgivings.
A question answered
In Which Your Humble Blogger is satisfied.
Putting on my dancing shoes
In Which Your Humble Blogger was quite unacceptably sore the next day anyway.
A Play About a Good Woman
In Which Your Humble Blogger may or may not write a separate note for each of the forty-five lines. I mean, that does seem excessive, doesn’t it?
Satellite photos of Great Burnham Wood
In Which Your Humble Blogger has seen a mobile phone onstage, but it ended up in the guy’s underwear. You know.