An Honourable Man

Things that Chelmsford has now:
A pretty good museum.  There's always been a museum up in Oaklands Park (I say "always" I don't mean always "always" obviously), it never used to be all that - I remember the last time I went giggling at the coin exhibits as some were just rubbings.  Now it's been redone and it's proper good - I realise that I'm about a year out of time to write about that.

An African restaurant. It's called Lekki's and it's a pretty good alternative to going for a curry. Now I'm not averse to eating weird food, but word of caution, I'd advise against the cow tendons, just a little bit too knuckle-y for my delicate palate.

In the wider world (what, there are things beyond Chelmsford City limits?), I went to the Donmar to see the all-female Julius Caesar.  All the adverts had made it look Pussy Riot-inspired.  It wasn't.  Boo. Still it was pretty good, for the most part, if not quite the dizzy heights of last year's RSC version.