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  Dave’s on the right Gorgeous Dave and I went to the theatre tonight. We went to see the “ immersive” piece straight from London’s Donmar Warehouse  called Blindness. Based on the novel by Josè Saramago, Simon Stephens has produced a truly unnerving and emotional piece of theatre, where the audience is sat in covid bubbles of two , scattered over the main Anthony  Hopkins main stage in near darkness. Each one of us were asked to wear headphones over which we heard Juliet Stevenson’s savage narration of a doctor’s wife experience of internment by the authorities after her husband and thousands of other are inexplicably turned blind by a mystery pandemic. Stephens uses tricks of lighting , heavy darkness and the claustrophobia caused by wearing masks in the theatrical space to great advantage and at times when Juliet Stevenson is urgently whispering her fears and observations into your ear, it  actually feels as though she is there!   Both David an...

  My elder sister bought me a wisteria for my birthday with the strict instructions of keeping it well watered  and fed with cold tea. I planted it today and put in an arch over the front gate as Dorothy watched me carefully.  Mary lay on the lawn carefully watching her very own rubber chicken with an obsession previously attributed to Winnie The arch needs securing to the wall but I rather like it’s height and position over the gate and while the wisteria grows, I added some sweet peas to its base which will fill in the gaps this summer. Mary couldn’t sleep any closer to her rubber chicken from Going Gently https://ift.tt/2TDHjb3

 Getting out Of my head Is proving hard Today from R's rue https://ift.tt/3q0bN39

Cottage in East Markham Tuxford is a small market town in Nottinghamshire. It is between two larger towns  - Worksop and Newark. Tuxford still sits astride "The Great North Road" but nowadays the settlement is bisected by the A1 motorway.  In days gone by, The Great North Road provided the main travel link between London and the north of England. In the seventeenth, eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries if you wished to go north or south you travelled by stagecoach. Along the way there were several places like Tuxford that provided accommodation, refreshment and more importantly fresh teams of horses and stabling. All of this was of course before railways arrived on the scene. Ornate signpost in Tuxford If you look carefully you can still see signs of that old stagecoaching legacy - in the wide main street and in the buildings that hug it. You may choose to close your eyes and listen to the distant thunder of horses' hooves and the cracking of whips. On a good...