We spent a profitable evening just now at the theatre - the black box affair at the Esplanade. The play in question was Gruesome Playground Injuries and very well done it was. Sweet, funny and sad - perhaps fifteen minutes or so too long, but that wasn't the fault of the two very talented young performers. Nor, I suspect, the script. Rather the need to put in place a full length play stretched a good idea beyond its natural limit.
But this is to unnecessarily nit-pick. It was a very satisfying evening in the theatre. And afterwards, tea, murtabak and prata at the west coast made for an equally satisfying time outside the theatre.
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