Play review: The Comedy of Errors

By Shakespeare. Not perhaps one of his finest, but suitable for a hot Saturday matinee in Downing. And happily I got there early enough to get seats in the shade. Impetus provided by Marjoie. M also came along; E was in Wales; D declined. See wiki for details.

Some bits: the Duke was nicely played. He appears foppish and silly, but elegant, holding his glass of wine. The tale of the separation of the twin twins was cute - see my pic, though these weren't the actors on the day we saw it - with more of the same, and model ships. At first following the language was a strain, as I had little idea of the story, but by the end when it was all clear I could relax and find it actually funny.

Some of the comedy is of the rather tedious crowbarred-in "what do you call a man with a stoat? Marry sir a weasel" and so on. But better is the (ridiculously contrived) series of mishaps, which build upon each other. Until all is happily resolved.