I went to a play last night at the Soho Theatre. It's called An Oak Tree, and the concept is that one of the two actors in the play has never seen the script before, has no idea what the storyline is or what part they will play. It sounded very interesting, however at the end of the hour-long show, I still didn't really know the deal was with that tree. It was very bizarre, with the lead actor/writer/director giving stage instructions and lines to the other actor while also playing a part himself. It was really hard to tell which parts were scripted and which weren't, as I'm pretty sure that some of the sections that were supposed to sound improvised were actually scripted. The whole thing was strange, but interesting.
I was much more comfortable earlier in the day, whilst undertaking another cultural endeavour. A few of us went on a walk around Hampstead and spent some time inspecting more closely some of the historically significant buildings in the area. It just so happened that all of these buildings were pubs. Don't get the idea that this was a pub crawl though, it was definitely cultural because we had a book.
I only remember one of the historical stories in the book (a woman murdered her abusive husband outside the pub and was hanged "with indecent haste") but I remember very clearly which beer I tried at each place. And you can't get a more cultural experience than drinking warm beer, now can you?
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