Happy World Book Day everyone!
I'm not venturing far at the moment having been signed off work for a couple of weeks to recover from my virus + iatrogenic moment, but as reward for good behaviour I was allowed out to the last of The Great Writers Series at Peninsular Arts yesterday evening on the condition that I rested up beforehand.
I need no encouragement on that score and stayed in bed surrounded by plumped up pillows to the tune of one breakfast, two cups of tea, all of Simon Bates programme on Classic FM as I read eighty-eight very exciting pages of Sophie Hannah's latest book The Point of Rescue, and another fifty of Henning Mankell's Faceless Killers , a sift through emails and I cleared up here on the blog after that raucous birthday party.
I was delighted not to miss out on Professor Stanley Wells (now known the world over as The SP from Susan Hill's blog )speaking on Is it True What They Say About Shakespeare published by Long Barn Books.
I had an odd senior moment in the truest sense as I collected my reserved ticket though.
I proferred the requisite £5 and the lady behind the desk gave me £2 back.
Surely it's £5 I said...no £3 she assured me gently and pressed the £2 back in my hand with a kindly glance.
As I sat down I looked at the ticket and to my complete horror I noticed in brackets after the £5 (Over 60's - £3). I mean I know I haven't been well...but was I really looking that six years older all of a sudden?
Obviously yes, and the rest is the easy answer to that.
Needless to say this drew hysterical laughter from fellow Endsleigh Salon
friends minor acquaintances already seated, and much worse from Bookhound when I got home.
But up leapt a very sprightly Professor Wells in a very natty tie I must add, and if I said he had us rolling in the aisles that would have been true if we hadn't been governed by university lecture theatre decorum and rules of conduct.
This talk definitely the most entertaining of the series from, let's be honest, the world's leading authority on Shakespeare. Stanley has a way of reading Shakespeare that had us entranced, I think he's probably a bit dangerous with those sonnets, we were completely and utterly transfixed. Fools not suffered gladly, myths about the Bard dispensed with much scholarly hilarity, various sensational news stories dissected and disproved and all littered with fascinating anecdotes and an encore in the shape of a Woody Allen piece on Shakespeare that had us in tears.
I'll need to rest up for a week now to recover, might see if I can blag a few free rides on a bus or two, but if Professor Stanley Wells is speaking at a venue near you, don't miss him.
I was able to report back to Mrs Wells that the boy done good and Plymouth loved him.