Occupy Mulberry Street

Met CM and AM for a matinee of Agatha Christie's court-room drama "Witness For The Prosecution" at the Genesian Theatre. C. was delayed by a police pursuit through a railway tunnel that caused his train to be stopped. Graffiti artists perhaps? Anyway, you're anxious to hear what the play was like. I have no complaints on the acting front, and there were a couple of extremely good turns. Alas, the plot was horribly unbalanced - leaving too many ludicrous twists until way too late. The of-its-time sexism also bothered me more than it has in the past. I found I wasn't able to laugh it off like the majority of the audience. Having never previously been disappointed by Christie's work, "W/F/T/P" made me realise that even the Grand Dame Of Crime Fiction was capable of the occasional dud. Post-show, we wined* and dined at Emperor's Choice, where the beef in walnut sauce was a winner.


*Beered.