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5 Sep

So I took a long-needed trip to the embankment with a friend today… Strolling along the sunny Southbank pavements, exploring the quirky beach huts and wandering through various exhibits, transformed me into a hugely excited tourist in my own hometown! To put things plainly: I love London.

Visiting the National Theatre was particularly inspiring; not just because I love a good play (well, I do…) but because of its lovely, petite bookshop! Selling every kind of dramatic literature: plays, monologues, classics, Shakespeare’s sonnets, even a How-To for acting and directing- you name it. It was enchanting.

“So what? It sounds no different to any other average bookshop…” I hear you cry!

Well, yeah that’s true. Except this is the National Theatre daaarling, so they don’t sell any old rubbish, do they now? What-ho! As I said, it’s strictly drama-related stuff, so no Steffo Meyer or JK Whatsit. Can I get away with another ‘daaarling!’ on the end of that sentence? No…? Suit yourselves.

Anyway, I spotted these amongst the incredibly bourgeoisie selection of books in the shop. Leuchtturm notebooks. Officially my 2nd favourite brand of notebooks ever, the 1st being Moleskine notebooks. And might I add that between the two of them there’s practically no difference- you may as well just call them identical. Just saying…   

I have a small, secret-sized Moleskine one (my size choice partly based on the brand’s pretty expensive prices), in which I write down all my writing and blog ideas, and have started making an account of the incredibley strange dreams I have… Ever known what it’s like to have Simon Cowell buy you a dress; or met a young Alan Alda on an old London tram to discuss losing your shoes and finding Kerry Katona’s phone? No? Welcome to my world!

Finally, upon heading out of the National Theatre and exploring a little more around Southbank, I discovered this little big guy!

Doesn’t he look sad? It’s probably because he’s made of hay and his silly designers have given him droopy eyes and a helpless expression! Poor guy.

Anyway, if you’re a Londoner like me and don’t appreciate your hometown as much as you should, or if you just fancy a nice day out; get down here and check it all out- there’s so much to see. Come on, how could you refuse the London Eye! Happy blogging all!