Spent a happy rainy afternoon today in the tiny Jermyn Street Theatre (where the seats are actually comfortable!) watching
this very engaging play about Amy Johnson, about whom I realise I knew absolutely nothing other than that she was a flyer and died in mysterious circumstances. Who knew she worked in ladies'knickers in Peter Jones? Silks and satins! After my boring summer in knickers in British Home Stores many years ago - stretch cotton and saucy messages - I felt quite a bond. And I once had a flying lesson!
I can see you in a flying jacket and goggles, Mary! There seems to be a lot of 'pop' songs written about Amy Johnson...
ReplyDeleteYou have me there, Vronni - I'm not up to speed on anything much later than the 70s!
ReplyDeleteBut I do rather fancy the goggles and red lipstick!
Oh I love Jermyn Street Theatre! Especially how everyone there seems to know each other. One of my favourite theatre memories is seeing The Dover Road there - or I should say two, since I went back for a second viewing.
ReplyDeleteYes, everyone seemed to know each other, Simon - I noticed that in the queue. I remember telling you about The Dover Road. I dithered too long, and was kicking myself after I read your review and it was sold out.
ReplyDeleteThis does sound good. I'm sorry I won't be able to see it but I am going to Jermyn Street next week for Diary of a Nobody. I'm also sorry I didn't see The Dover Road!
ReplyDeleteDiary of a Nobody sounds fun, Julia.
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