Chutzpah by the bucketload, and I am Mrs Miniver!!!



Fiddler on the Roof, At the Crucible was an amazing experience ! Exciting, moving and totally absorbing! three hours of stunning theatre shot by in what seemed like 30 minutes. Henry Goodman, played Tevye magnificently; with a twinkle in his wise old eye, his scenes with Beverley Klein as Golde, his shrewish wife were especially moving, and there was not a dry eye in the house when they sang Do You Love Me? It was a lovely evening.


Jonney Highfield was in excellent performing mode, and we had a great time on catch up before and after the theatre yes in ALL BAR ONE!.It was like old times doing theatre and a few beers:


Read most of Mrs Miniver by Jan Struthers on the train, and must admit I was a little disappointed as it chronicled her life ( and rather privileged one at that) before the war so was very different to the 1941 film version. One sentence did hit home with me and I realised that me and Mrs Miniver ( or indeed Jan Struthers) are very alike!!!in certain ways, as she/they seem to enjoy the small things that mean "home"

"She reached her doorstep. The key turned sweetly in the lock.
That was the kind of thing one remembered about a house; not the size of the
rooms or the colour of the walls, but the feel of the door handles and the light
switches, the shape and texture of the banister rail under one's palm; minute
tactual intimacies, whose resumption was the essence of comming home"

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