September is already upon us and as yet my visits to the theatre seem to be few and far between. I caught The Remains of the Day at the Union and Kate Dimbleby: I'm A Woman at the New End but so far that's it so far. I am scheduled for Closer Than Ever at the Landor and the Offies have suggested I visit HMS Pinafore at the Rosemary Branch but to be honest, I haven't even booked that yet. I rather enjoyed the extremely full schedule I had before the Summer and feel a little uneasy as to how quiet it seems to have become.
One highlight was a chance to see the revival of Maurice at the ATS earlier this week. On the whole, I found it a much better production the the previous incarnation. The script has been re-jigged slightly and there are some fine performances but the play remains unbalanced and I am not sure if this is down to director Tim McArthur or the writers Roger Parsley and Andy Graham. Either way, it's an enjoyable romp through the social mores of England at the beginning of the Twentieth Century based on the novel by EM Forster. If you get a chance, go see it and judge for yourselves.
Next week Christina, my flat mate, goes on holiday for a week and during that time I shall attempt to get back to doing some painting. St Marina is severely behind schedule and I simply feel that I have not been being creative enough. I thoroughly enjoyed my weekend with Sean last where I put my all into a loaf of bread but I can't possibly put all my creative side into things that I eat.
Tonight I am off to see Punk Rock at the Lyric, Hammersmith. I know nothing about it and am going simply to take pictures at the aftershow party for work. Someone mentioned wine too.
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