I went to a production of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' in Oxford yesterday. The setting, in a quadrangle in one of the colleges surrounded by various dreaming spires, was magnificent and I managed to blag a free drink (you can take the lad out of Byker...etc.) both things that would have ensured a good day anyway but they paled into insignificance in comparison with the play itself. Obviously the Olde English text of the play is a bit of a problem but you get what's going on easily enough and the actors were brilliant - funny as fuck.
The highlight however was when a scantily clad, nubile young lady playing the part of 'Puck' the mischevious fairy dragged me on stage for what can only be described as a medieval lap dance!! I kid you not, as the audience looked on in amusement I had a young lady in stockings and suspenders draped all over me (see the pic) , followed by a kiss on the cheek and a smack on the arse - did it all really happen or was it just a dream...
I've decided now that, despite all of my teachers best efforts at making him dry and inaccessible, Shakespeare's for me.
Pucking marvellous!
