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Review: Our Boys,

I did resolve to use this blog for more reviews, so here goes...

Our Boys by Jonathan Lewis

I went to see this as a Birthday outing for a friend who is rather fond of Lawrence Fox, as it happened this play also had Arthur Darvill of Dr Who fame and Matthew Lewis of Harry Potter fame. I was expecting death by fangirls at the theatre but luckily they behaved themselves.

It's also a worry with a group of young-ish actors, known for tv/film and with less theatre experience that carrying a West End play could fall flat. Not one of the cast dropped the ball at all, there was a real sense of an ensemble cast but with each getting their moment to stand out. Of the three 'known' actors Matthew Lewis gets least to work with, as the solider in for an adult circumcision he is very much posited as a comic relief character (not that the others don't have riotously funny roles) with simply less 'meaty' scenes it could seem he isn't as strong but actually he brings a round…

The F word and the B word....

Yes this is a blog about Feminism and about Babies. I'm treading dangerous ground here I realise. I'm not talking theory, I'm talking about day to day in practice ways in which I've felt, frankly disappointed, let down and even hurt by my gender recently  And that, whether it seems to be or not is actually linked to feminist issues.

Putting aside for a moment that I watched a student ridicule another for being a feminist in the second week of term. She stood up for herself and I didn't intervene because I thought it was important for her to do that, and she did so admirably. The following week, with the same group I stood up and said 'I'm a feminist  (I did have context I didn't just barge into the classroom and shout it, though it may have gotten their attention) And the student who'd make the negative comments the week before got involved in a discussion and I feel things progressed. Now this is all well and good, I happen to work in an environment…

I see Angels everywhere....

No I haven't joined a religious cult...I haven't totally lost it yet.

I did however get to thinking about how aspects of my PhD have infiltrated my whole life. Not least that I see AIDS and gay characters everywhere I look. Watching Doctor Who this weekend (Spoiler alert across the blog!) where the Weeping Angels take over New York was I yelling 'Don't kill Rory again Moffat' no. I was shouting, and I quote:

'Oh no Moff, not my Angel, the Angel Bethesda is not a weeping Angel.'






Now of course the Bethesda Fountain in Central Park is no more a Weeping Angel than any of the others, nor is she 'my' Angel (I said I haven't totally lost it) however I am incredibly attached to this particular fountain. Every time I go to New York I go there, I greet the Angel with a 'Salut' and in winter I mutter something about 'ice in the pipes' that it's my 'favourite place in the park'. None of this actually has anything to do with me, i…