I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – I love the Tricycle Theatre to bits. I’ve seen such a huge range of performances there – from the superb Kat and the Kings to stand-up comic Mark Thomas to sobering reconstructing scenes from the Hutton Enquiry – and they have never disappointed. If you’ve ever got a spare evening in London, I highly recommend going

Anyway, tonight we saw The 39 Steps, basically a spoof of the famous Hitchcock film (which I’d managed not to have seen or heard of before) with a cast of four. And… about 150 characters. (That’s… not an exaggeration.) Incredibly fast paced and entertaining and just… so so enjoyable, it sent itself up brilliantly. Oh, go read a proper review cause I won’t be able to say anything bad about it, I loved it. Yay.

Incidentally, a group of women sitting on the row behind us had a most, ur, unusual conversation before it began. This is a word-for-word recollection of what one of them suddenly blurted out:

“I had a very sexy dream about David Cameron last night!”

I froze and jabbed the person next to me (which happened to be mum) to check I hadn’t heard wrongly. But no, I hadn’t. If the Tories win the next election I’ll now know why – erotic adventures of the subconscious starring that dashing young lad from Eton. Urgh… I shudder. “Are you sure we’re not just being unkind because they’re Tories? Didn’t you ever have dreams of Neil Kinnock, mum?” The answer was a swift yet firm no.

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