Any one interested in the amateur theatre scene and living in the Herts/Beds area in the early part of this century (don't that sound peculiar) used to love reading my reviews in the local papers. Or so they told me when they wrapped them around a housebrick and lobbed them in my direction. I gave it all up when I started to get bland to stem the flow of letters. A couple of folks who clearly need certifying have often hankered me to start them again. I just might. Here. But if I do they will be interspersed with comments on many other topics including my first love, horseracing. Now that is real theatre and, thankfully, horses can't read.
So watch this space. If you have nothing better to do.