Back in the spring I wrote a review for a play we saw at the Theatre Royal, Newcastle, and in it I said that the Theatre Royal was the jewel in Newcastle’s crown. It’s very nice, no doubt about that whatsoever, but my allegiance now lies firmly with the Live Theatre down on Broad Chare just off the Quayside. It’s friendly, spotlessly clean, great wheelchair access, and wherever you sit you aren’t far from the stage. A perusal of their website also reveals endless lines of opportunity to get involved. You can be a guest blogger, reviewer, or go on one of their training courses. Needless to say I’m applying for all three. We went to see “Wet House”, by Paddy Campbell last Friday evening. This was because a relative who is in the television industry recommended it. We’re always looking to try anything new so I booked. Best evening out in ages and so we’ve put ourselves forward to hear a discussion about the play and the issues it examines next Sunday evening. We’re intent on seeing everything produced at the Live Theatre from now on.
Before we went into see the play last Friday we walked past this.
Then when we came out and were on our way back to the car, this is what we saw. I know I keep banging on about it but we really do live in the best place in the world.