I took my friend Tamsin and her youngest son to see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, just because young Tom had expressed an interest in it when going home from our last jaunt out for his birthday.
I had managed to arrange a theatre and meal deal which gave us top seats at the Savoy Theatre and dinner at the Savoy Hotel next door. First off we met up at the National Portrait Gallery as I thought a little bit of culture wouldn't go amiss. A visit to the British Portrait Award Exhibition is always interesting, and allows us to challenge the judges preferences. It was good fun and enjoyed, not least as we didn't spend too long there. Always the secret for teenagers and culture- don't overdo it.
The Savoy was just excellent for dinner. Would heartily recommend it for a pre-theatre meal. Not really that expensive. Tom declared it the posheet place he had eaten at and to be fair it was probably the same for me. But there was none of the snooty service - the waiters were lovely as was the food.
Dirty Rotten Scoundrels shouldn't really be my cup of tea. I am not into musicals. But actually this was all just such fun that we really loved it. Robert Lindsay was terrific in the lead role - especially impressive for a man in his sixties given the amount of singing and dancing involved. Unfortunately Rufus Hound was on holiday, but his understudy was a more than satisfactory replacement. One of the things that put this a cut above the rest was some of the odd bits of interraction off stage, like Robert Lindsay mouthing things to the conductor - almost a play within a play. Clever.
A jolly good time was had by all. Which is all one can ask for an evening out.
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