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Saturday, September 15, 2012

Flowers From My Mother's Garden


 

I felt exhausted all day yesterday, but it's amazing how much one perks up once the working week is over and a glass of wine is at hand. The glass of wine accompanied a very pleasant meal at Arthur's. Then a brisk walk  through the bright lights of the city to Downstage. I've actually seen the show a few years ago, I'd estimated 12-13,  not far off the 14 I read on the blurb last night. I recalled it as a marvellous show with a very poignant ending (I had my hanky at the ready) and it was every bit as wonderful a theatre experience as I had anticipated. Go and see it - we need to support performance in our area and you will be in for an evening of laughs and links to your own memories.


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