I’ve always wanted to see Shakespeare at the Globe. Last weekend the perfect opportunity finally presented itself – the play Twelfth Night has plenty of action and the kids are now old enough to get it.Just a little bit of preparation was required, involving watching daft teenagers’ YouTube videos with paper cutout characters entering and exiting stage left on a table-top going “where am I?… What’s happening ?!… OMG…WTF… oh! You’re so fine, Cesario ” etc
Quite in keeping, really. The love triangle is daft, Malvolio is daft, it’s all daft in the best possible way.
“Hobnob!” shouts Sir Andrew Aguecheek, trying to insult his love rival and provoke him to fight. “Hobnob!”
We had a great night. The atmosphere at the Globe was electric and the delicious summer evening outside on Bankside afterwards was a bonus.