Sunday, 19 May 2013

Parties, parties more parties and a Spring Fair...

So this was a party weekend from a Come Dine With Me Portuguese themed night on Friday, to a toddler party at Fulham Palace Saturday afternoon to my friend's birthday BBQ last night. In between parties, Matilda and I watched the rather creaky 1972 version of Alice In Wonderland with Fiona Fullerton, as well as feeding my little hang over with home made Banana cake, nurofen and tea.

Today was Summer fair day at Dulwich Park, always a sucker for a traditional English Fete I couldn't resist the drive down.

The sun even deigned to share it's rays today. Providing the lovely icing on the cake to an afternoon filled with magic shows, Punch and Judy, eating Ice cream, dancing around the maypole, climbing into fire engines and browsing stalls. Matilda immediately heads towards the Ice cream vans and carousels, she does try to pull me to the candy floss vans but I do draw the line there. Simply too much sugar, think she'd be running around until midnight with just one bite!

Twas a great weekend of indulgence, a lot of laughter, chatting, eating and a bit too much drinking of Prosecco (my big weakness). So tonight I'm watching untaxing TV, the Soap Awards reminiscing about my previous life as a Theatrical Agent...











Saturday, 18 May 2013

A country walk

Last Monday Matilda and I went for lunch at our beautiful friends who moved out to Cobham. I say out, but it takes me less than 30 minutes to drive there. Her little boy is only 5 days younger than Matilda and they do adore eachother, funnily enough this time around Matilda enjoyed playing with her little girl who is 16 months now. Think Matilda especially relished the adoration lavished on her as the bigger older girl.

Whilst I do work well under pressure and love being busy, it is refreshing to take time out and enjoy spending time with friends. After lunch we took a stroll down the country lanes, the children played in the blossom then fed the swan that lives in the stream. They chased after dogs, jumped in muddy puddles then Matilda managed to get herself stuck in a barbed wire fence whilst trying to catch the dog! Thankfully she wasn't hurt at all, but my heart leapt out as we turned around to see her caught.

These little incidents form part of childhood and growing up, I guess. Her struggle to disentangle provoked a great deal of amusement for her, can't quite say the same for me!















Tuesday, 14 May 2013

Peter and Alice at the Noel Coward Theatre

Judi Dench and Ben Whishaw in Peter and Alice
Image from guardian.co.uk

Rarely does one feel so part of such a unique theatrical experience, like someone has let you in to a little secret that no one else knows about. Sadly I can count the number of those such occasions on one hand, the only other time I came out of a theatre so overwhelmed was the 2003 production of Martin McDonagh's The Pillowman at the National Theatre with David Tenant and Adam Godley. We were extremely lucky to have a couple of clients in it, so I was able to see it numerous times. I never got bored.

It is so rare nowadays to see a show where the writing, direction, design and acting work so intrinsically together to create a momentous work of art . Comments after a show tend to range from 'the acting was good' or ' the writing was great' 'wasn't the lighting good?'  However Peter and Alice currently playing at the Noel Coward Theatre, as part of the Michael Grandage season, is one such work of art.

The tour de force performances from Dame Judi Dench and Ben Wishaw blew me away across the world and back again. The two actors; one nearing the end of her career and the other merely at the beginning, they were unquestionably Alice and Peter. Ben Wishaw held his own opposite La Grande Dame de Theatre, both of them giving staggering and emotionally exhausting performances.

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Alice (on the right) with her sisters image from brainpickings.com

The play imagines the conversation that took place between these two invaluable contributors to children's literature. Their respective stories are achingly sad, she died a sad lonely woman and he threw himself under a train at Sloane Square tube station. Both fought their association with these characters but were tainted and haunted by their fame.

The play focuses on the consequences of childhood on adulthood, the one line that struck me most was “When I look at my own children, Mrs Hargreaves, I think… I think I know what childhood’s for. It’s to give us a bank of happy memories against future suffering. So when sadness comes, at least you can remember what it was to be happy.”. A wonderful mantra for all parents of young children. Children won't remember that new iPad game they were given for Christmas but they will remember long days on the beach, exploring the woods, family dinners and above all being loved. These memories will ease them through the endless trials of adulthood.


image from randomhouse.ca

The play is set in an old bookshop store room with the two protagonists waiting to go on display in front of an CS Lewis convention audience.What follows is a magical insight into their world and the characters they inspired, with appearances from CS Lewis and JM Barrie, as well as Peter Pan and Alice themselves. The set is perfectly whimsical reminiscent of old school productions with painted wooden backdrops, complete with a flying Peter Pan and Alice's looking glass. You are drawn in to a child's world full of fantasy, stories and magic.

Image from Netronaut and Neverpedia

Most of the audience including myself were moved to tears by the exceptionally powerful speech delivered by Ben Wishaw about the pain encountered throughout  his life. Heartbreaking, inspiring and moving all at the same time. As an audience member you run the whole gamut of emotions whilst being whisked away on their bewitching journey.

Beautifully and subtly directed by one of my favourite directors Michael Grandage, this production is a sensitive, profound portrayal of two lost children that will undoubtedly make theatrical history.

Day tickets are available here.






Sunday, 12 May 2013

The husband did it! 55 miles!

So the husband completed his 55 mile cycle ride in aid of Soft UK! He had  remarkably fresh demeanour as he sailed through the finish line with our friend Ian. I could hardly believe they had just cycled 55 mile miles around London, over 12 bridges. The ride began in Southwark ending in Cigarette Island that lies across the riverbank from Hampton Court, a true test of endurance.


Perfect location to rest those weary cyclists legs.




Matilda and I waited for over 2 hours for him in the bitterly cold wind but nothing would deter us from welcoming him through the finishing line. Huge relief and a massive sense of pride engulfed me as I spotted him coming down the path, particularly as he had dedicated his effort to our little angel. There was no doubt in my mind that they'd be looking down at their daddy beaming and guiding him along.


These two guys at the finish line were hilarious and kept me amused for nearly two hours!



I'd like to thank everyone who has sponsored him, sent good vibes that positively encouraged him to go ahead with this challenge making it all the more worthwhile.

For more information do have a look at his sponsorship page. Please feel free to sponsor him. It's never too late!

Friday, 10 May 2013

It's snowing blossom

Yup that's exactly what it looked like yesterday afternoon with the high fierce winds blowing the remaining pink blossom off the trees.

Our street was covered in fallen blossom yesterday afternoon, Matilda was quite right in comparing the swirling blossom to snow falling.

A magical moment whilst on our way to ballet. Have a wonderful Friday.


Wednesday, 8 May 2013

Matilda's Tree


This is Matilda's favourite tree. I would have hoped she'd go for a cherry tree or magnolia or even the lilac tree in our garden, but no. In fact this tree is pretty popular with a huge number of small Fulham residents.

This tree lives in Fulham Palace, an ancient tree that stands proudly overlooking the palace. Children seem to gravitate towards it as soon as they arrive. Ever since she could walk Matilda would run towards it. She adores playing hide and seek under it or gathers sticks whilst pretending to be in a deep dark forest. Yesterday being the last day of this little mini heatwave we've been having, I downed tools and whisked Matilda off for a picnic with a friend. She is obsessed with picnics this year immediately requesting crisps and strawberries with hummus sandwiches (yes in that order). So we've been making the most of being outside in the fresh air with our picnic blanket and basket.

Matilda loves exploring, since she is still too small for climbing trees she compensates by shaking them to get twigs down. She seemed to take on board my explanation for not doing that as it is painful for trees to be shook in such a way, we need to look after our trees. She is also showing a keen interest in flowers, she can now name bluebells, daffodils and tulips. When she got home yesterday, she headed straight out into the garden to her little shed/beach hut. I suddenly heard her yelling for me 'Mummy Mummy I have to show you something' my heart leapt and I ran out to find her standing under our lilac tree pointing at the 'purple flowers Mummy, look'. They had indeed all started flowering almost overnight. I remember my fascination with nature, trees and flowers as a child. I still am fascinated so it's lovely she's has that interest. Long may it continue.

Tuesday, 7 May 2013

A Bank Holiday Monday

What a beautiful day! The sun finally shone on a Bank Holiday, there was no rain to be found over London. At times it was even a little too hot. This is what we did:

  • I had a little lie in though woke to the sound of Matilda giggling at the word 'bottom'.
  • Quiet solo breakfast for me whilst flicking through the new edition of Marie Claire.
  • The husband went off again for a 40 mile cycle ride in the sun ahead of next Sunday.
  • I cleaned the bathroom, hoovered, washed floors and tidied up.
  • Matilda played in the garden, drew and watched 'Despicable Me'.
  • A quick trip to Sainsbury's local for some ice cold Prosecco.
  • Pointing out the different flowers to Matilda who relished getting their names correct.
  • Strolling in the sun to our friends house for the first BBQ of the year.
  • Eating lots, drinking even more.
  • Watching the children gulp down their sausages followed by brownies and strawberries.
  • Marvelling at the children playing games, running around, creating their own palace and doctor's surgery.
  • Laughing at the children finding any excuse to strip off and run around the garden naked.
  • Finally getting home.
  • Watering all the pots and window boxes.
  • Collapsing on the sofa whilst watching Coronation Street still feeling rather full.
  • Watching the husband snooze away on the sofa.
  • Early night.