The Lion King / Hamlet
Last night was a fierce deadline that threatened to keep me captive late into the evening. I wasn't it's only victim hoping for an eventual escape, with me were Little Linda, Kerry, Fay and Two Victorias. All of us cursing, waiting and wanting to go. Myself and one of the Victorias had plans to see Hamlet and it was clear we wouldn't be on time. Eventually our over complicated, archaic system loaded the final page of the magazine and we fled the scene. Finally, on the tube whizzing eastward away from work Victoria and Fay set about applying their makeup. Fay hoped off at London bridge looking very happy with her bouncy pony-tail and Victoria and I hurried onwards to our culture date. Late, but not deterred we were ushered to our seats. Beforehand, knowing we would miss the opening I explained to Victoria, Hamlet was essentially The Lion King and if you bare that in mind we'll be fine. A few minutes in... I had begun to follow. Hamlet/Simba may be crazy in Love o...