This evening’s play is at the Park Theatre in Finsbury Park, for which I need the Piccadilly line and the closest station for me is Covent Garden.
St Paul’s Covent Garden is known as the actor’s church.
Of course I somehow misplaced my Oyster Card and had to get another one – that makes four cards somewhere. I’ll have to check which ones have any money left on them.
Clearly I am a glutton for punishment because after King Lear last night, this evening’s play turns out to be about – dementia.
And I liked it. Not grand like Lear, nor as enduring, but an interesting take on this all too common issue.