I just got a last-minute £12 ticket to see The Master & Margarita thanks to the lovely Dominique Gerrard. It was so intense, I'm still chewing. Some amazing ensemble theatre and a central performance to bring you to your knees. A puppet cat and a crash test dummy. Best Jesus ever as well, some amazing ideas with space, sound and light.
Jean was there too (twice in a week - that's just greedy). I looked for her, but couldn't find her. Then, just as we were all leaving, she appeared.
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| This man, in particular, was outstanding |
Lots of other good things happened today, and my mind is too fluid to think about them. Oddly, though, what comes to mind is the twin buggy I saw the other day on Kentish Town Road. On one side, a sweet boy, about 2 and in the other, with the boy's arm draped gently over it, a puppy the colour of dust.
Now sleep is on the menu. More gratitude tomorrow, and in my sleep.
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