Snow Spider

Just heading home from Snow Spider at the Oval House in Vauxhall. Joey Hickman was fab in the role of Gwyn, a nine year old boy who was at the centre of the show with his yellow back pack. For me though the show was carried by Anne-Marie Piazza playing Nain, Gwyn's grandmother.

Based in a children's story this show asked you to suspend belief. For a start Piazza is no grandmother and Hickman not a nine year old boy. But what I really loved about this show was the feeling of a secret Edinburgh find. You know, the one you see on the first weekend, then you see the Guardian review, then it wins an award and you know you saw it before it was big. What a shame the same accolades are not available for these shows all year round.

The cast were not just talented actors but also musicians. I've never seen one violin in so many hands and the folk music element brought the story to life.

I particularly loved the simplicity of set and costume. Everything was knocked back with just a flash of colour bringing families together. I think this approach leaves the audience with a blank canvas to paint their own picture on.

So it might have been a children's play with a predictable story line but I got caught up in the magic and even cried at the end. At the time of writing you have just 2 days to buy tickets, I recommend you do., especially if you miss that edgy fringe theatre you often only watch in Edinburgh!

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Viscera, Infra and a Fool's Paradise

Blogging on the tube home from the Royal Opera House, which is a new experience. Tonight was another big step in my journey towards loving the more abstract and modern pieces.

Part one: Liam Scarlett's Viscera
First off I think the leotards were my favourite, I just wish they'd look as good on me! However the costumes were just a small piece of this artwork. I loved the crisp lines and crystal shapes formed by the dancers, both individually and as an ensemble. Lowell Liebermann's music was lovely and Scarlett's choreography and costume design illustrated the piece perfectly. Two small gripes, occasionally a few dancers were a beat out and in a piece this sharp it jarred. I'm sorry to say that although I love Dawid Trzensimiech's dancing in this piece his extra sparkle meant he didn't blend completely with the group. But all in all a great start to the evening.

Part two: Wayne McGregor's Infra
This was my unexpected highlight for the evening. I didn't think Viscera could be topped, but this piece was emotionally overwhelming. The dancing was fantastic and in this piece Trzensimiech came into his own. But what stood out for me was the feeling of isolation. It felt like each couple were in their own bubble alone, and yet complementing those around. But then it felt as though the individuals themselves had no connection to their partners and were dancing out a need for support. The lighting and LED display of city workers going about their day blended in and out of the dancing enhancing the emotion. I'm embarrassed to admit that I welled up during this piece and the final piece had a lot to live up to.

Part three: Christopher Wheeldon's Fool's Paradise
A lovely piece, however after the sharp shapes of Viscera and raw emotion of Infra I felt that something was missing. Although beautifully danced and without the synchronisation issues of Viscera this piece was just too abstract for me. However the animation on the backdrop was stunning it took me a while to realise there were no real petals being dropped. With all this in mind, I still look forward to Wheeldon's next offering as this is the first time I've felt flat from his work and I think more because of the programme it was in than the work itself.

The evening reminded me how much I love the ballet and inspired me to dig out my leotard and tights, get back to class and actually book my Onegin tickets.

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Summer 2012 Reading: part one

It feels like watching last night of the proms is a good time to sum up my summer reading material. Due to the Olympics the reading list is a bit shorter than usual as I got distracted but this is what I read before the Paralympics started.

A Clash of Kings by George R.R. Martin
This is the third book, or technically the end of the second book in the 'Game of Thrones' series. I wish I could tell you what happened in this book but they are all blending in to one. I'm still going to read the next one but if I'm honest I'm now ready for the end but I'm sure I'll keep reading. What I find hard about this series is that I can't really empathise with any characters, particularly because they keep killing everyone off.

Fearless in High Heels by Gemma Halliday
I enjoyed reading about Maddie's earlier adventures, a chick-lit mixed with who-dunnit, what more could a girl ask for. This time Maddie is pregnant but that doesn't seem to stop her chasing after murderers. add in a vampire element because well these days you have to have a vampire. The result is enjoyable but not the best in the series and definitely light reading.

The Good Father by Diane Chamberlain
I loved the other books I have read by Diane Chamberlain and this one was no exception. It was perhaps a little predictable but once again some interesting twists, a few nail-biting chapters and a happy ending.

Confessions of a Male Nurse by Michael Alexander
Another medical book and this one was amusing. A qualified Aussie, male nurse coming over to London writes about his experiences. Particularly amusing was the chapter in gynaecology, just every stereotype you can imagine really does happen. if you liked Confessions of a GP, which I did then you'll probably love this too.

Edinburgh Fringe 2013

This year, I introduced P to the Fringe and we took in the last weekend. It was a great vibe in the city and being the end of the Fringe the venues were running very slickly compared to last year. However, despite better weather, there was a slight lack of enthusiasm from the flyering team. We took it easy with four shows a day and so we saw:

Early Edition at Udderbelly

P and I saw the Early Edition a few years ago at the Udderbelly on the Southbank and we loved it, so this was at the top of my list to see. I love the fact that the team bring today's papers (and the Daily Mail) to the table and strating with the headlines you watch the conversation take tangents in every direction. Andre Vincent's Oli Mugabe was perhaps a little close to the line but Marcus Brigstocke's middle class outrage kept the conversation on track. this was laugh out loud funny and a great way to start our Fringe.

G star rating: 4/5 

P star rating: 4/5

Nik Coppin's Caricatures at Laughing Horse Free Festival at City Cafe

We had a good break after Early Edition and lunch at Mum's on Forrest Road, so we wandered along the Royal Mile. We popped in to the Fringe Friends' booking office, worth paying for this to skip the queue! Then as we passed the City Cafe we were handed a flyer for Nik Coppin's free show. The Free Fringe can sometimes be a risk but Nik Coppin was one worth taking. Nik's a stand-up comedian with a real skill for drawing caricatures. His pictures ranged from his family to Spiderman and President Obama, we had an education in Caribbean accents, found out who would win a fight between Spiderman and Wolverine and much more. Some light bribery with Haribo kept the audience guessing, even if responses were sometimes bizarre, his girlfriend was identified as his brother!

G star rating: 3/5

P star rating: 4/5

Thom Tuck at The Pleasance Dome

I loved Thom Tuck's stand up piece last year and so we had to go see his show again this year. This year Thom managed to appear even more eccentric and strangely middle-aged. A mixture of rambling and ranting, with some very loose connections this piece was perhaps not for everyone. But Thom plays with words and grammar with great comedy effect and he's still on my must see list for next year. 

G star rating: 4/5

P star rating: 2/5

Tricity Vogue's Ukulele Cabaret at Laughing horse Free Festival at the Counting House

My friend C had read good reviews about Tricity Vogue and a cabaret sounded like fun. Unfortunately it didn't stand up to the review. The acts that were on were pretty good but there was too much talking and not enough performance. The highlight was the final performer who sang 'When I'm screening Winders' a play on  George Formby's original. There was also a girl up from Bristol, straight off the plane who did an amusing Star Wars turn. The audience seemed to be enjoying it but I will not be going back next year.

G star rating: 2/5

P star rating: 3/5

Lights, Camera, Improvise at Underbelly Bristo Square

I love improvised comedy and this appealed in the programme and then we got a recommendation from a girl at work so that sealed the deal and off we headed. So it was down to us to choose the movie of our choice from the host's vast collection. The audience managed to come up with a challenge that seemed impossible: a Roman Epic, set in the Senate, with a scene in the dressmakers called 'Rome Wasn't Built in a Sleigh'. The performers then proceeded to make their task even harder by getting confused about whether Brutus (played by a girl) was in fact a woman or a man. They placed her eldest daughter in Jewish boarding school and then killed her off. The host made their lives even more difficult by picking up on every slip and forcing a 'directors cut' to explain it. But the highlight was the mournful gravestone, the most expressive inanimate object I have ever seen.

G star rating: 4.5/5

P star rating: 5/5

Frisky and Mannish: Extra-curricular Activities at Assembly on the Mound

I had already seen this in London along with a Fringe preview of their 27 Club. I'd found the 27 Club to be too dark for me and I was keen to see this again. It was well worth it from a Grime version of The Carpenters: On Top of the World to the Northern Pussycat Dolls. I still wonder how Frisky makes it through the whole Fringe with her voice intact, given the amount of high pitched screeching in the show. But once again Frisky and Mannish were a Fringe highlight and a high energy, professional performance that got our final Fringe evening off to a positive start.

G star rating: 4.5/5

P star rating: 4/5

Jonny and the Baptists at Underbelly

We loved their song of the day 'Not a pub' at the Early Edition and our friend C knew Jonny from her venue a couple of years previously. So we headed off for a little bit of satirical, musical fun in an exceedingly hot and sticky venue. There were a few last night high jinks and I'm surprised that Jonny didn't fall flat on his face, climbing all over the collapsible chairs. Mildly amusing Jonny and the Baptists are lovely way to spend and hour and they coped admirably with all sorts of technical mishaps and what looked like Jonny heading off in his own directions.

G star rating: 3/5

P star rating: 3/5

Spank! at Underbelly

We ended our Fringe with a night at Spank, an essential part of my Fringe. James and Leon were on form and Leon might say it was a long Fringe, but it didn't show. I can't really remember the acts which isn't a great sign, although one of the staff got his stag-night strip from a burlesque dancer in front of a raucous crowd and the final act of the night was successfully bullied into doing most of his act in his underpants. The biggest thanks of the night go to the Underbelly tech choosing the tracks after the show, my best ever post-Spank sound track, finishing the Fringe on a high, with just a touch of tinnitus.

G star rating: 3/5

P star rating: 1/5

For me, the Fringe was lacking a real five star performance this year, but we still had lots of fun and hopefully we will be heading back next year.

Books for Bank holidays

The Lucky One by Nicholas Sparks (book club)
This was a nice light read as a change at book club, by the author of the Notebook. It is a real romantic read and you know where the story will end from half way, although it did keep me guessing. Glad I didn't go to see the movie as there is no way Zac Efron can pull off tough ex-marine Logan Thibault. All in all a good choice for your next holiday lounging by the pool.

Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades Darker and Fifty Shades Freed by E.L. James
Over the Bank Holiday I got absolutely hooked on E.L. James Fifty Shades books, so much so I read them all in one Bank Holiday. These were recommended to me at book club and the description as Mills & Boon on steroids was pretty accurate. Fifty Shades of Grey was a fast paced introduction to the characters, although perhaps not one I'd discuss with my mum! Fifty Shades Darker moved the story on and Christian's character developed but there was an added element of danger and mystery as his history started to catch-up with him. Although I tore through the last book, Fifty Shades Freed was almost a let down. The storyline was fun with some real intrigue including a kidnapping, but what let me down was the character development as I found myself going off both characters Christian became more protective and Ana spent her whole time feeling sorry herself as she tried to figure out the man she married. Although not for the easily embarrassed I'd recommend these books and if you have a Kindle no one will know what you are reading.

Kennel Maid Nan by Elinor M. Brent-Dyer
This was the second book from mum's latest Girls Gone By purchase and I was lucky enough to get my hands on it first. A complete change from my previous read but a lovely trip back to my childhood. Nan is typically naive as she heads to Miss Francie's kennels and gets caught up in some trouble. I learnt about house training puppies amongst other things but most of all I learnt that in the world of Elinor a good friend is all you need to help you stop an evil grown-up poisoning one of your puppies. A nice fun read, perfect for the end of a long day.

Same Kind of Different as Me by Ron Hall, Denver Moore and Lynn Vincent (book club)
This was pitched as controversial and so I read it with interest but was disappointed not to find any intrigue. The discussion at book club revealed that the religious elements of the book were the 'controversial' elements with people in the group being at times uncomfortable with the visions of angels and overtly Christian sections. This was not just the story of two men from very different backgrounds but the story of how one woman bound them together for life. The book was slow to start and I struggled to connect the two story lines as it jumped between characters. However once I got going I found a truly moving story of devotion hidden underneath.

Songs of Fire and Ice: Game of Thrones by George R.R. Martin
Ever since P heard about this series on the web he has been keen to read them. His enthusiasm got me started with the books and I may just be over taking him. this was another book where every chapter is a different character and although each chapter is clearly named I struggled to connect. However by the second time I came to each character I had got my head around it and enjoyed the story. Some story lines were stronger than others and I was sorry to see Eddard Stark die so early in these series. Paul described these as Lord of the Rings with less fantasy, there is also more killing and I'm not sure the writing is up to Tolkien. Now I know where this heading in the short term I think it is good enough to pick up Book Two and I'll let you know how I get on with that.

Streetcar Named Desire

One of the ballet folk I follow on twitter, @DaveTriesBallet, who also has a fab blog, mentioned that the Scottish Ballet were bringing A Streetcar Named Desire to Sadler's Wells. So once again I made a last minute decision to head up the road after work to watch the ballet and I'm very glad I did.

I have never seen Tennessee Williams' original screen play staring Vivien Leigh and Marlon Brando so I picked up the programme to get a heads up on the story. I love raw, stripped back sets and this set was just that series of boxes and crates in a black box contrasted with the ballet. Opening with a lone dancer, Blanche (Claire Robertson), reaching to a bare light bulb you realise that this is not going to be a light evening of dance. The ballet moves on in an ever darkening whirl as the people that Blanche loves leave her and she spirals down, increasingly losing herself.

There are some lighter moments, the New Orleans sections allow jazz elements to appear and the bowling scene is particularly fun, I still want one of the dresses from this scene. Talking about the costume, Niki Turner designing for the ballet for the first time did a fabulous job. The result? Costumes that you could imagine on the street and each character with a colour and hue of their own. Blanche's costume was particularly fascinating as she moved through the ballet she moved from pale white costumes through to shades of fuschia as she slowly descended into alcoholism and fantasy.

Throughout the ballet characters emerged from the background to fulfil their role and then as their part finishes they fall back into the corps. I liked the continual thread with Alan (Andrew Peasgod), Blanche's dead husband, appearing throughout the ballet as a reminder that this was where her life started to fall apart. there were a number of moving dances between Alan and Blanche and when a third party was involved it was as though they weren't really such was the connection between the two. I left A Streetcar Named Desire with a sense of loneliness. I felt sorry for Blanche but I wasn't sure I actually liked her, in fact I'm not sure I really liked any of the characters.

I did however love this ballet and I will be heading back to see more from the Scottish ballet. With Sadler's Wells just up the road from the office and a stack of vouchers for my birthday I'm looking forward to my next foray up the hill. My next ballet will be back at Covent Garden on Saturday for Ballo della Regina and La Sylphide.

Forgotten books

I have been better at my theatre and ballet updates than the book updates this year so here is a catch-up on what I've been reading.

American Assassin by Vince Flynn
This was my first book read on the iPhone, however it was such a compelling story that I couldn't stop reading and soon got over that hitch. This book mixed my love of mysteries with an old love of war/spy books. This was more graphic and violent than previous books and included a healthy dose of revenge. Mitch Rapp was the central character and I'm not sure that I ever really liked him although he was on the 'good' side in this book about counter-terrorism efforts primarily in Beirut. Once I had finished the book I realised it was actually the latest in a series and I am glad I read this one first and am looking forward to reading the other books in the series. That all said the iPhone will not be replacing my Kindle and I only have free books on the iPhone and I suspect I will only finish them if they are really gripping.

Death Comes to Pemberley by PD James
A colleague recommended this book after reading it with her book club. I bought it and then suggested my dad might like to read it which meant I lost my Kindle into his hands over Christmas. Once it was returned I was distracted by other books but finally got round to reading this. I've not read PD James before but I am of course familiar with Jane Austen and Pride and Prejudice in particular. PD James picks up six years after The Darcys' marriage and the world of of Austen is plunged into uncertainty and mystery when Lydia pitches up on the door step hysterical and claiming the Wickham has been murdered. Cleverly written the character continuity is right on the money and I didn't work it out until the very end when all was made clear with a confession. Having read this book I might try another of PD James books to see whether this was a one off.

Sister by Rosamund Lupton
This book was much more than a 'simple' murder mystery as it entered into the world of genetic treatments and cystic fibrosis. I was quite convinced by the 'unethical' trial processes in place I can't quite see that level of falsification passing muster in the real-world but as it was only a story I'll let them off!  I got drawn in and felt sorry both Bee and her dead sister Tess at different points throughout the story. Was it murder or suicide? I was with Bee throughout and at every twist and turn I realised maybe a page ahead of her that she was following the wrong route but even then I didn't see the ending coming. Another great addition to my murder mystery collection that kept me up late at night trying to reach the end and find out what really happened.

Falling Star by Diana Dempsey
I enjoyed this book both for the story line but also for the relevance to my work. Diana Dempsey used to be a broadcast journalists and although set in America this book gave me an insight into the hierarchy of the broadcast news programmes where the news anchor is king. A good mixture of the insights into what makes a good news story and the logistics of putting it all together mixed in with some sexism and a nice dollop of intrigue. Reading this reminded me a little bit of Gemma Halliday's Spying in High Heels with an under-prepared  girl 'investigating' and inevitably ending up in trouble. A good quick read with a neat resolution, I think I might look into some of Diana Dempsey's other books and who knows I might learn some more about TV journalism from them.

To Davy Jones Below by Carola Dunn
After a bit of a break I thought it was time to come back to Carola Dunn and the reading of this book seemed perfectly timed as the TV scheduling was fixated on Titanic it being a hundred years since the sinking. I think the break was a good idea as I really enjoyed this one although I was a bit surprised at how many people got knocked off on a ship without Alec and Daisy figuring out who did it. Mixed in with the whodunnit element was a good sprinkling of class snobbery and of course in true Daisy style it all came out in the wash. I'm looking forward to the next instalment after I've read a few more books in between.

Valeria's Last Stand by Marc Fitten (Book Club)
This was the first book since I joined The London Girly Book Club two years ago where no one in the room seemed to have a good thing to say about it. At first I thought I would quite enjoy this book but by the end of chapter one I wasn't convinced. I carried on and by the half way point I was just ploughing on to reach the end before Book Club. I found the storyline to be mundane, the characters were all unlovable, perhaps the problem was that it was all too much like real-life in a Hungarian village and I just couldn't connect. I was reminded of a Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian by Marina Lewycka, however Marina Lewycka does not shy away from parodying her characters adding humour to lift what could have been a story of everyday life. I won a copy of Marc Fitten's next book Elza's Kitchen as an uncorrected proof and I'm not sure I can bring myself to read it.

The Chalet School and Robin by Caroline German
I grew up on a diet of school literature from Enid Blyton's Mallory Towers to my mum's collection of Abbey Girls (EJ Oxenham) and The Chalet School (E Brent-Dyer). I always wanted to go to the Chalet School but although that never happened I still love to curl up with on of these books. The Chalet School series has a number of gaps and also some inconsistencies which has left the series open to a number of filler books written by fans of the series. Mum's latest purchase was this one and it was a particularly good filler. I was impressed that the style was so close to the original books and although I had forgotten that Robin's time as head girl was not included in the series this book fitted in and cleverly added details to some of the stories mentioned later in the series but never spelled out.

Alice in Covent Garden

Last year we were disappointed to miss the debut of Alice in Wonderland at the Royal Ballet. We caught it on the TV and loved it but it is never the same as seeing it for real on the stage. This year we got organised I became a friend and we secured tickets for Alice (amongst other things).

Yesterday after a delightful afternoon at the V&A seeing the golden spider cloak, the British design exhibition including Kit William's fabulous golden masquerade hare and finally the Cecil Beaton royal photography exhibition mum and I headed to Covent Garden.

We enjoyed a light dinner at Cafe des Amis behind the opera house and then we headed in for a magical evening. One thing that Disney have done is sanitise Alice, my childhood memories of the book with the slightly ominous ink drawings has been replaced by a cute blonde girl and a jolly smiling purple cat. Tim Burton's movie adaptation perhaps pushed it too far in the other direction but the combination of Christopher Wheeldon, Joby Talbot and the wonderful Royal Ballet has hit the spot.

The special effects that I couldn't imagine on stage filled your vision and the drew you into the mysterious world of Lewis Carroll's mind. Lauren Cuthbertson proved that she created the role and her performance emanated a childlike wonder at the weird and wonderful things around her. Her performance skills along with the special effects meant I really believed that she could not only dance but grow and shrink as well. My only disappointment was the giant ballerina legs and arms, for me they detracted and I'd be interested to see the show without them.

I particularly love the way that the guests at Alice's tea party are realised later as the residents of Wonderland. Edward Watson translated wonderfully from a kindly Lewis Carroll to a slightly panicked and at times bewildered white rabbit. He was seemingly everywhere at once and it felt like by the end he had run a marathon keeping Alice out of trouble.

Fernando Montano replacing Eric Underwood as the caterpillar was a particular highlight for me. His body isolations and undulations really did verge on the exotic insect side of life. Another particularly special animal is the Cheshire cat, a giant animal created by a number of dancers, this Cheshire cat is mysterious and mischievous. It reminded me a bit of War Horse where you forget that the actors are there after just a few minutes. In this case I still wonder how so many people can make this jigsaw of cat parts come together so cohesively that you can almost here him purr!

Jumping on to the Mad Hatters's tea party with giant teapots and tea cakes Steven McRae gave a manically mad performance and his skilled tapping meant he was a strong part of the percussion section. You couldn't help but feel sorry for James Wilkie in the role of the sleepy dormouse continually shoved into the teapot. I would have loved to see more of this lovely trio although the March Hare was rather forgotten.

The flower dance was beautiful with whirling colours and patterns. Then on to the garden for some interesting gardening techniques and croquet. Painting the roses red, or maybe not, the three gardeners, with James Hay delivering a beautifully funny performance when his tree just wouldn't stay red. Laura Morera delivered a crazed red queen with precision and a touch of comedy. The flamingoes were perfect both the dancers and the puppet variety, having worked with puppets I know how hard it is to give a really believable performance and to carry it off while dancing impeccably was a real feat on everyone's part. Meanwhile the hedgehogs were adorably cheeky and I wish I could take one home with me.

The court room scene was just the way I had imagined it as a child reading the books and I haven't forgotten Jack the Knave of Hearts. This is his trial after all and if the crime was a great performance then Frederico Bonelli was guilty. He gave an engaging performance and throughout it felt like he was just a touch older than Alice after more than she was willing give. But at the end I was pleased to see that he got the kiss he had worked so hard to earn. Bonelli is my one to watch list and I'll be looking for him on the cast lists.

So my overall impression, I'm already planning tickets for next year's performance and I shall be bringing P with me as part of his slow education in the wonderful world of ballet. I need to see Alice again as there was so mich going on I know I missed something good. Perhaps next time i might be able to work out which came first Wheeldon's choreography or Talbot's music. It was as though they shared a dream in the creation of this ballet as both parts worked seamlessly throughout and nothing grated.

I have just one question, any chance of Through the Looking Glass? I'd love to see the Jabberwocky and Tweedledum and Tweedledee realised on stage at the Royal Opera House. Now I'm off to plan how I'm going to fit in the current Royal Ballet triple bill...

Oh What a Night!

We finally made it to see Jersey Boys and I'm so glad we did. This was the story of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons and what a story it was. I knew that the music was going to be great and that there'd be so many songs I didn't know they'd sung. What I didn't know was how the seasons changed over the years with Frankie Valli staying the only constant. I was also surprised that the band wasn't Frankie's in the first place and that they grew up out a pretty rough area robbing jewellers and hanging on street corners.

The set was very simple, stark black metal grills and a walk way, with occasional screen additions. The screens played multiple roles throughout and the use of pop art complemented some of the darker set elements. The cast were adept at bringing furniture and props on and off seamlessly between scenes and, with the right lighting and some of the larger pieces rising up through the floor, a simple set was effortlessly transformed from a jail to a smoky jazz cafe and then an arena stage!

I loved seeing the inspiration behind the songs, although I'm not sure 'December 1963' will be the same again...  I thought there'd be more of those famous red jackets and in comparison a lot of their suits seemed bland but I'm sure at the time they were the height of fashion. Talking of fashion dancing has changed and boy bands these days don't have the same snappy moves although the 'step click' is still going strong!

But what I really loved about Jersey Boys was the feeling that when they were acting their stage performances I felt like I was really at a concert and not at a musical about the band. The audience got into it and they used the blinders on stage to great effect. The television filming sections were well done too, somehow you felt like you had an insiders view on how it was shot with them all on stage facing away but a screen showing you what TV viewers would have seen and at times it seemed like they were showing real footage, they weren't.

I had a few gripes, Frankie's mike was glaringly obvious in the middle of his forehead when everyone else's was well concealed and the levels on the moving drum kit were out often obscuring the lyrics which was shame. However the show was nominated for an Olivier award and I really think it deserved one, it certainly deserved the standing ovation at the end. I bought a 'best of' album when I got home and I'm still singing the songs a week later! 

Shakespeare at the ballet

Mum and I were back at our favourite ballet venue, The Royal Opera House. We had gone primarily to see Carlos Acosta dance in Kenneth Macmillan's The Song of the Earth. But the evening started with Frederick Ashton's The Dream, a ballet of Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream. It was lovely to see this old favourite as a ballet and after a while I even managed to tune out the whispering child sat behind us.

The changeling Indian boy was adorable and I was impressed at how long he 'slept' at the back of the stage. It was a shame that Marcelo Gomes in the role of Oberon seemed a little unsure at times, however the dancer covering for Puck was incredible. Unfortunately it was a last minute change I can't remember who was dancing, he had all the spring you would expect from Puck, even from the Amphitheatre you could see the mischievous glint in his eyes.

It was Johnathan Howells in the role of Bottom who really stole the show. He was amusing and made a convincing enchanted donkey. I am eternally impressed by men dancing en pointe and Howells managed to skip and jump while wearing hooves on his hands and a great big donkey head. Even in human form Howells was exactly like I imagined Bottom to be, although perhaps the hair was a bit too wild for me...

We had an obligatory ice cream in the interval and then it was back for Song of the Earth. I have not seen a ballet with singers before and this was the place to start. The music by Mahler was enchanting and the singers standing on alternate sides of the stage blended in and became a seamless part of the piece. Carlos Acosta was as captivating as usual, but a pleasant surprise for the evening was Marianela Nunez who was unbelievable in songs two and six.

I would definitely take the opportunity to see this pair of ballets again but would request that children are kept quiet by their families and that the Royal Opera House bans paper and plastic bags from the auditorium.

The cold days...

The temperatures have dropped down and I've found more time for my books. So here's what I've read curled up under the duvet.

Vigilante by Kerry Wilkinson

This is the second Jessica Daniel book and having enjoyed the first one I quickly got the second. I was pleased to see Jessica get a boyfriend, but then as she got more and more caught up in the case I became increasingly frustrated at the assumptions she was making. This book was where I started to draw likenesses to Rebus my original favourite detective and by the end it felt like Jessica could be Rebus' daughter as they share so many character traits. I wasn't as bought in to this story as I was to that of Locked In but it was still a good read.

The Woman in Black by Kerry Wilkinson

At the end of Vigilante I wanted to see what happened next and really I wanted to see whether the last text Jessica received in Vigilante was the glimmer of hope I was waiting for. This story really puzzled me as I tried to work it all out but the likeness to Rebus came out even more strongly and I didn't think the book stood up to Rankin's writing. However I will still be buying the next book to see what Jessica gets up to next and the Jessica Daniel novels are an all round easy read.

The Island by Victoria Hislop

One of the girls at work read this and recommended it and after it sat on my Kindle for a while I opened it up. This book was definitely worth the wait, another book where the daughter unravels the secrets of her family. A leper colony off the coast of Crete took centre stage and all the misconceptions about the disease took centre stage as families had their lives destroyed by this terrible disease. I realised that I held misconceptions about leprosy and now I know that you don't catch leprosy form casual contact, that for some people it can stay stable for years. The biologist in me enjoyed the knocked back sub-lot about the first treatments and the risks people took to try new treatments with potential horrendous side effects. But what I really loved about this book was that none of the characters seemed to be too self-obsessed. They all made mistakes and no-one was too good to be true and at the end I stayed up until 1am to finish this book in just two days as I was so desperate to find out what happened.

The Skeleton in the Closet by MC Beaton

This was a strange book all of Fell's life he has stayed home and worked to support his parents. When both his parents die Fell is left a small fortune and then the questions start, where did it come from? Fell moves Maggie in and predictably Maggie falls in love with Fell while fell simply sees Maggie as a frump. Throughout the book the mystery becomes clearer but as Fell and Maggie are just a little naive the story seems to be poorly constructed with limited intrigue. I found all the mishaps, a burglary and a car bomb a step too far and  I wasn't invested in Fell or Maggie but I read through to the end and despite one last fright the story concluded as expected with a suitably happy ending.

Last up I'm ashamed to admit that for the first time since Far From the Madding Crowd was my GCSE book I have failed to finish a book...

Bad Science by Ben Goldacre

I used to enjoy reading popular science and this book sounded like my kind of reading. Although there were some interesting points about the placebo effect which I'm always fascinated by this book was full of vitriol and after a quarter of the book I felt like I was simply reading a self-absorbed rant and decided that the content did not outweigh the lack of style. Safe to say I will not be finishing this book and I was sorry that a science book broke my usually good reading record.

A night at the ballet...

This week was the week that ballet was in all the papers and I rounded it off with a night at Sadler's Wells. It was a snap decision on Friday to book the ticket to see Ivan Putrov's Men in Motion when I saw it was on in the morning paper. It was my first time to Sadler's Wells a place which I had read about as a child growing up reading Lorna Hill. The theatre was a simple space and I was sat a the back of the upper circle which was incredibly steep but very reasonably priced. The real reason I booked the ticket was to see Sergei Polunin dance and I wasn't disappointed.

I'm often frustrated that male dancers seem to be restricted to simply lifting and supporting the women. So although I had gone to see one dancer in particular I was delighted to watch the talented cast of men dance and leap their way through the pieces. The evening started with Le Spectre de la Rose, a hundred years after it was first performed, Igor Kolb captured the imagination from the moment he leapt through the window onto the stage. Then it was the piece I was there for as Sergei Polunin bewitched with his solo Narcisse, Full of spectacular leaps Polunin seemed to hang in the air and I would be sorry if I never see him dance again.

The last piece before the interval was Ashton's Dance of the Blessed Spirits danced by the man behind the evening, Ivan Putrov. I'm sorry to say I don't really remember a lot about this piece and perhaps it was because the piece was calmer and didn't have the vitality of the other pieces. The next piece was the AfterLight, danced by Argentinian Daniel Proietto. The rest of the audience seemed to love this piece out of all of the pieces, however I really wasn't sure, the swirling lighting made me feel slightly sick and perhaps it was the desired effect but Proietto merged with the lighting and I didn't feel like I had seen a performance but more a piece of installation art.

I loved the final piece, Ithaka choreographed by Ivan Putrov and the simplicity of the costumes and set combined with fabulous performances meant the audience were drawn in and the evening finished on a high. All the dancers received great appreciation from the audience with flowers thrown from the stalls and multiple bows. I was glad I bought the ticket and saw this performance even if it was incomplete as some of the dancers were unable to get visas to be in London for the performance.

Let's go to the movies...

First up, a big thank you to P who redesigned my blog today. I like it and hope you do too...

Today we went to the cinema for the first time in a long while. We saw The Artist... and took a trip back to the time of the silent movies. The story was similar to that of Singing in the Rain as the era of the talkies began and the old silent actors fell off the headlines. As the music swelled it covered the lack of words and although there are very few subtitle screens it doesn't really matter. Sometimes you can read their lips and when you can't well then there are subtitle screens and sometimes they are what cause the laughs. 

A little bit of hamming it up fitted right in with the silent movie. The supporting dog really carried the show, he walked on his hind legs and played dead, all with expert comic timing. I definitely recommend this picture for a peaceful watch with plenty of laughs and maybe a few tears too.

So who did it?

I've just finished reading another two crime books very different...

Rattle His Bones by Carola Dunn

Another Daisy mystery, this one I enjoyed as it was set in the Natural History museum and being set in the '50s didn't mean I couldn't picture the different galleries clearly. I was also relieved that this time Daisy wasn't (indirectly) killing off her friends / hosts but managed to have stumbled across a death on a dinosaur with just a little help from Belinda and Derek. I'm surprised that Alec hasn't had second thoughts about marrying Daisy yet, considering she seems to be solely responsible for doubling his workload. This book also had the added bonus that there was not just a murder but a huge theft too, with the story starting when all the gems in the Natural History Museum were stolen and replaced with fakes. I will definitely be looking more closely at the dinosaurs and gems next time I'm in the museum. But should you read it? Well if you didn't enjoy the others then no, but if you did then it's worth a read although Daisy and Alec still don't get married.

Locked In by Kerry Wilkinson

I might have found a new detective to follow... Jessica Daniels, DS. Right from the start this book drew me in as a fan of CSI I smiled as Jessica commented that being a detective in Manchester is not really as glamorous as being a CSI. Here the question was how did a killer get in to a locked house and back out again without leaving a trace? Then Jessica finds out who probably did but he seems to have disappeared without trace will Jessica find him before another person dies? Oh and if you want to know how you break into a locked house try the locksmiths... I've bought some more Jessica Daniels books and I'm looking forward to trying to solve some more of Jess' cases, maybe this time before she does.

Festive reading

The Christmas break was a great opportunity to catch-up on my books and here's what I read:

Nelson by UKCC edited by Rob Davis and Woodrow Phoenix
This was a gift from P for Christmas, guided by me as I'd seen a copy previously. This was the beautifully illustrated story of Nel, created by 54 talented British artists. Each artist illustrated one day from a year of Nel's birth starting with her birth. I thoroughly enjoyed this story, I couldn't wait to find out what happened next in Nel's life and the constantly changing illustrative style just pulled you along too. I'm not normally a comic book girl but this story did what it set out to do and showed that British illustration is more than just Marvel, Beano, Dandy or MAD. I definitely recommend this as a good read and as it's sale supports Shelter you can feel good about spoiling yourself. Oh and if you enjoy 1978 then check out my friend Katie's blog for more of her work or indulge in her bimonthly zine, Green Bean.

Against All Odds: The Most Amazing True Life Story You'll Ever Read by Paul Connelly
This was a tough read as the true life story of a boy's life in a children's home. When the police turn up at Paul's home he is shocked to find that most of the boys he grew up with are dead and this book looks at the horrendous abuse these children suffered at the hands of those to whom their care was entrusted. Hard reading that brought a tear to my eye not sure I'll be reading it again though.

Last Train from Liguria by Christine Dwyer Hickey
I enjoyed this book as a family mystery, set in immediately pre-war Italy this story follows the tale of an English girl sent out to be governess to a young boy. This story is told from two people's perspective, the English governess and the granddaughter of an old lady lying in hospital. My one problem with the story is that it never told you what happened to Alec (the boy) or Edward (his piano teacher). These two characters were central to the story and I was sad never to find out what happened to them. If you don't mind the alternating chapters and the hanging end then this is definitely worth a read.

That Summer in Ischia by Penny Feeny
Another family mystery with collapsing friendships added to the mix. Helena and Liddy worked as au pairs on a beautiful, remote Greek island and what happened that summer broke their friendship seemingly forever. Allie, Helena's daughter meets Liddy and what she learns from Liddy sends her back to Ischia to find out what really happened that summer and most importantly to find her father. A story of betrayal, innocence, love affairs, friendships and intrigue which from the moment Allie gets involved moves forward quickly and satisfyingly answers al your questions by the end of the book.

Sarah's Key by Tatiana de Rosnay (Book club)
A great choice by my book club that I can't wait to discuss. This book was based on the events of Vel' d'Hiv, the French mass round-up of their Jewish citizens in occupied France. This wasn't something I had ever heard of and this book does a great job to bring distressing actions to the broader general public. Another story told from two perspectives, a little girl (Sarah) who was rounded up on the night of Vel' d'Hiv and an American journalist (Julia) who is tasked with writing about it on the sixtieth anniversary. I found Julia a little self-absorbed and so slightly annoying but that wasn't enough to break my interest and I read this book in just 24 hours.

Breaking the Silence by Diane Chamberlain
I didn't connect this book to The Midwife's Confession read and reviewed in June last year but the writing style was definitely familiar. This book was the story of Laura's attempt to get her daughter Emma to talk after she witnesses Laura's husband commit suicide. Another gripping tale with stories from across the generations. Perhaps a little far fetched at times but with interesting approaches to Alzheimer's, mutism and psychiatric experimentation. Based on this and The Midwife's Confession I think I will be reading more of Diane Chamberlain's books.

A Sister's Gift by Giselle Green
Hollie and Scarlett have a strained relationship right from the start of the book, two sisters with a secret or two between them. When Scarlett offers to act as a surrogate for for Hollie has she really changed, is it really a gift or will the terms be too high? A good read, as secrets are created, revisited and shared and world's come tumbling down and are rebuilt on stronger foundations. The book leaves you wondering what is really important in your life and what would you be willing to sacrifice for it?