It’s taken me a while to find my groove with hairdressers. For ages, I used to sit down in the chair, nervously laugh and say ridiculous things like ‘oh, I’ll leave it up to you.’ I know. Nutcase.
This, as you can imagine, led to lots of *fun experiences* including a blonde pixie crop that made me look like Bart Simpson, many fringe-cutting disasters, bad colouring, bad perms and my childhood short back and sides (I have two brothers and my dad snipped our hair).
What on earth does Faust – a work-weary academic with a dicky heart – and Star Wars’ evil Emperor Palpatine have in common? Well, both are played by Scottish acting legend Ian McDiarmid, for starters, both turn to the dark side, frustrated by their limitations and they both want to have their wicked way. Although in Faust’s case, this has more to do with getting his dirty old man hands on the virtuous Gretchen, than it does with galactic domination.
There ‘s something about eating at a fancy schmancy restaurant that gives me the jitters. I get all Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman (without the prostitution, obviously) – you want to dress the part, know what cutlery to use, have some idea what your ordering and feel like you don’t give off any ‘too poor to belong here’ vibes.
As I head down the gravel drive of Cliveden House Hotel & Spa in Taplow the panic sets in.
Murder For Two is described as: ‘Agatha Christie meets the Marx Brothers over a game of Cluedo’. Intrigued? Me too. So on a dark, wet night – suitably creepy for murder – I joined a packed house at The Watermill in Newbury to see the typical English whodunnit turned on its head for 90 mad-capped minutes.
The show was a huge Off-Broadway hit, so it’s fantastic for The Watermill to kick off its 50th anniversary season with the UK premiere before Murder For Two transfers to the bright lights of London.
Tis true that here on Muddy we go a little weak at the knees for a good gastropub in a pretty village surrounded by cracking walks. So when I stumbled across The Golden Ball in Pinkneys Green, an old 16th Century inn, I did it a little dance.
The village itself is a hidden gem. Situated near Maidenhead and Cookham, it is said to have been the old stomping ground of Dick Turpin and his band of dandy highwayman who would hide in the the wooded Maidenhead thicket preying on wealthy travellers.
For children of the 80s, the Ruth Rendell Mysteries were all over the telly box and Chief Inspector Wexford’s investigations were a must-watch in our household. So when I spotted the Theatre Royal Windsor was kicking off 2017 with the theatrical thriller A Judgement in Stone, I thought I’d head out to see a classic whodunit…
Bill Kenwright’s Classic Thriller Company production sees an experienced cast including: Corrie villain Andrew Lancet, Mark Wynter a pop star in a former life who gets to sing in this play, Bergerac’s Deborah Grant, old school Hollywood icon Shirley-Ann Field, film and TV star Sophie Ward… and Antony Costa from the boy band Bluec.
Dirty Dancing shimmies and shakes its way into The Hexagon, Reading from Mon 21 Nov to Sat 26 Nov. I saw the show on its last tour and loved it so much I went straight back and saw it again the next night! Lucky for us, Hero from Muddy Bucks & Oxon grabbed her watermelons (*ahem*) and her dancing shoes and caught opening night at the Aylesbury Waterside, check out her review…
Watching the first night of the Dirty Dancing musical at the Aylesbury Waterside last night was almost exactly like watching the movie (which is no bad thing, let’s face it), but with added hysteria and dangerously high oestrogen emissions.