Apologies for the lack of posts on Saturday.  I took my family to London for the day, and by the time we finally got home I was too exhausted to string a sentence together.

A word of warning to theatre-goers: if you happen to have tickets for the much-acclaimed National production of "Coram Boy", go with your expectations set at a modest level. That way, you won't be disappointed. Although the cast is very good and the Handel extracts are lovely, the story really does drag. I suppose we might have enjoyed ourselves more if we hadn't been in the cheap seats - the Olivier is way too big for most of the plays I see there - but I doubt it. Frankly, I hate the whole building. All that concrete would look fine in sunny Arizona. In London? Forget it.