I went to see a play – Charles III – at Roslyn Packer Theatre at Walsh Bay. I joined Chris and Eunice for the matinee outing (Viv had already seen it and urged us to go.)
After our late lunch at the wharves.
It was a splendid play. It tells the story of Charles becoming king after the death of his mother, QE2. Funny in parts, serious in others, and certainly thought-provoking.
This was a top-quality production from London’s West End with some great British actors. It had five-star reviews from the UK and US which were thoroughly deserved. (The most spectacular, gripping and wickedly entertaining piece of lèse-majesté that British theatre has ever seen.’ The Telegraph)
It was well booked up, but we managed to get some seats near the back of the circle. Perfectly adequate, though the actors were a bit far away.
After the matinee we went for a late lunch/early dinner at one of the restaurants on the waterfront. Viv joined us for the meal. We had Sydney-type tapas with prawns, scallops, patatas and a couple of lamb skewers. Smashing. We watched the sun go down behind the old wharves (now very expensive apartments with private boat parking) before heading home.
