Priscilla Presley at The New Wimbledon Theatre.
It's that time of year when the little ones are wrapped up in snoods and soft white mittens and whisked off to the theatre. They gaze with bright eyed wonder at men in harlots' make up and bounteous foamy false breasts and principal boys who are actually long legged lovely girls. Into this debauched Saturnalia clip clops the clap-trap cobbled together comedy horse inside which are locked two jobbing actors locked together in a De Sadeaen embrace. Oh no, its not a twisted psycho-drama or even a newly discovered level of Dante's Inferno.
OH NO IT'S NOT!
OH YES IT IS!
The panto season is upon us, that quintessentially English theatrical debacle.
Personally I can't bear it, so here are a few of England's more noble traditions, one of them will put a sting in your tail.
pic: The Guardian.
Claridge's Fumoir pic: Bourbon & Pearls.)
The Pub - rats, shouldn't have cut my hair.
Dunhill's Bourdon House
Have you ever endured a whole panto?