Theatre

Two or three weeks ago I was listening to Woman's Hour on radio 4 with Jenni Murray my ears perked up when I heard them discussing a little known play by the late Sylvia Plath. Even better it was being performed at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, called The Three Woman the first revival it is in fact about three women's different experiences of childbirth. Eloquently written in the best Plath style as a poem, it is quite poignant and evocative when you realise this was written in 1962 a year before she committed suicide. Also one has to appreciate the way of dealing with the issues brought up in the work may be dealt with in a different way now, personally I don't think so but others might!
Layla and moi trotted off to see the play and we both enjoyed (if that is the word to use about a Plath work) the play. Graham looked after Bella and when we got back to Layla's saw that they had a great time building a big house with her wooden bricks. Nice lunch of a sausage sandwich and a lovely coffee then home via Waitrose as I needed some messages.
Quite tired must have been the walk yesterday! Done my blip caught up with my Blogs, just to do a bit of ironing then read. Graham is making dinner pasta and a sauce of some kind with salad sounds good. Bye.