Good Things and Bad Things

Good thing #1.  Julius Caesar at Noel Coward Theatre and set in an unnamed African state was about the most accessible Shakespeare I've seen.

Good thing #2.  I've been to two Kate Tempest things in the last couple of weeks - both her book launch and her solo, erm, hiphopera at the BAC.  She's a talented mammal, that Tempest girl. I'd not been to the BAC before, what a great building.  It made me want to open an art centre in England's Newest City (TM) but I fear that it would be about as unsustainable as anything can get.

Bad thing #1. My bike got stolen.  Rubbish. I hadn't really realised how reliant on it I'd become.  I'd forgotten how annoying short haul driving is, and how long walking anywhere takes.

Bad thing #2.  Linked quite closely to Bad thing #1.  The act of buying a bike from Halfords was probably more frustrating than the act of having my bike stolen. Impressively incompetent. I'd heartily recommend not shopping there ever.

There's been other good things and bad things over the last couple of weeks, but the bad things are pretty boring to start with and the good things have been written about so much that they're teetering on the yawnsome precipice so could do without any nudging from me.