The View from the Circle

I like going to theatres I’ve not been to before. It always feels like a small adventure. And given this particular theatre, the Bush, is in...

Limehouse is, pleasingly, a play that doesn’t mess about. “The Labour party’s fucked!” bellows a tense David Owen in the first line of St...

In my day job, I occasionally have days where I am obliged to spend upwards of three hours listening to Ministers and civil servants explain...

There's no denying that there's a certain pressure to watching a play by a playwright you don't tend to be a fan of when that pl...

The timeliness of my blogging is improving guys: today I’m reviewing a play which closes tomorrow rather than one that’s already closed! W...

I’m doing that thing again where I review a show that’s closed. Sorry. But stick with me, there’s good stuff in here. The Twentieth Centur...

If there were some kind of master list of things I love in this world, theatre and slightly obscure political geekery would definitely both ...