Missing Julie, Bab’s Patchworks and Lilies by the back door
Even though Trelawnyd is so small, I can go weeks without catching up with Jason The Affable Despot . He’s a self proclaimed hermit at times. Last night we managed a meet and went to see the world premier of Missing Julie at Theatre Clwyd. It’s always fun catching up with Jason. He’s bright and arch and funny and laughs easily . He also doesn’t suffer fools gladly, a trait which I like. The play was ok. A revisiting and a rehash of the infamous Swedish 1888 novel Miss Julie now set in post World War One North Wales. It had a lot to say about class and sex and war and post lockdown and we couldn’t help but giggle when Jason likened one of the more dour characters to someone we both know in the village. It’s weird cos my sister and I saw another adaptation of the novel two years ago at the Storyhouse in Chester .set in 1945 Hong Kong . That one was unfortunately much better. I hate to say that. Anyhow …..Yesterday I received some gifts Babs from t...