Today it is officially the last day of my holiday and as tends to happen with me, I spent much of the time off running around like a blue-arsed fly doing this, that and the other.
Actually much of it has been fairly restful and for five days I neither swam, went to the gym and for one of those days I didn't even leave the flat. In something of a blue-funk of late, I felt that I had to force myself to relax a little bit; try to do some painting; do some cooking and get my head around the new year properly. Hopefully I have come out the other side ready to face the world head on again.
Last night I made a rare visit to the Tara near Wimbledon Village. This tiny, oft forgotten theatre is a little gem of a venue that never really gets much attention outside of Earlsfield although in all honesty, I don't see my self recommending Next Swan Down The River Might Be Black to any of my theatre-going friends. The subject matter, whilst pertinent is far too bleak and lacking in theatre-craft for my personal tastes.
However the venue is lovely, the staff welcoming, the bar staff cute and I would heartily recommend a visit in the future.
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