Paul in London

Easter weekend feels more like a summer weekend in London. And if you're not at the beach, there is a chance to take in a replica seaside  at the South Bank Centre , part of the celebrations for the 60th anniversary of the Festival of Britain, which have now got underway. The festival celebrations also include a rather large fox near Waterloo Bridge, which looks rather unhappy in this photo... It could be the heat (or what happened to it getting to London)... Even with the crowds it is worth a look. The festival runs until September. 

Posted via email from paulinlondon's posterous Actually when you think about it, it isn't that funny... But after a night out at the theatre and a generous bar I found it hysterical...

The first thing that strikes you about this Olivier-award winning play is how great the production looks. You feel like you are transported back into the 1950s in a living room fashionable for that time, and populated by people you would expect to see. As the play gets going however it becomes apparent that this is going to be a darkly comic night at the theatre that looks at property, neighbourhoods and the enduring value of real estate... It was worth finally getting a chance to see it before it ends its run...

I caught Michael Feinstein's final concert at the Leicester Square theatre and he is sounding as good as ever. The last time I saw him he was performing with a big band at the Palladium. There was much gushing and gratuitous cameo celebrity appearances. This time around things were much smaller scale and far more enjoyable... The programme included a selection of songs from the likes of Gershwin and Porter, which is now classified as " The American Songbook " A rather generic label for any song that is old (in danger of being lost), with a pleasant tune, and lyrics that are usually well written.

Woman #1: My idea of heaven is walking around a Marks and Spencers... Woman #2: I have been quite fond of walking 'round a Morrison's in the past... Woman #1: Yeah but there just isn't one 'round our way...

Thrill me sounds like the name of one of Max Bialystock's little old ladies with a cheque (or perhaps if it were a little old lady it would be Thrill Me, Kill Me), but there was something intriguing about a musical based on the unlikely subject of a couple of homosexuals in 1920s Chicago who rob and kill for kicks. It is currently playing at the Tristan Bates Theatre .

Tuesday evening was an opportunity to catch the first preview of The Emperor of Atlantis (otherwise known as Der Kaiser von Atlantis) by Viktor Ullmann. The production is the first from the recently formed Dioneo Opera Company , which is focusing on contemporary and lesser-known works. Based on this production, their future looks very promising.

Maybe it is the wrong time to be making light of long-term unemployment (particularly amongst those over fifty and those under twenty-five), but there was something both amusing and depressing about Tim Firth's Sign of the Times, which closed on Saturday night. It is a pity that it didn't find and audience , but maybe a play about unemployment, decline of industries, the loss of ambition or that hideous poster (opposite) just put people off. Well at least there was a respectable audience there to see it off the West End.

I finally managed to catch Legally Blonde this week, the musical that channels your inner high schoolgirl almost as successfully as Wicked (albeit without the thrillifying sets or the deafening music), but snaps to the energy of the cast, which still holds up well despite not having Oliver award-winning  Sheridan Smith in it.

It is always good fun introducing non-Australians to the background of the country with the rock, the opera house and the reef . Before a few of us settled in to watch the final performance of The Sapphires at the Barbican I explained that in 1967 there was a referendum where the people of Australia agreed to give the federal government power to formulate laws over Aboriginal people. Previously they were excluded from things such as the census, and the constitution did not allow for the federal government to make laws specifically for Aboriginal people. Surprisingly the programme notes of the show get it wrong and incorrectly refer this to full citizenship rights, but I guess the above description is a bit long-winded and its arguable the referendum was also seen as a symbolic gesture which led eventually led to greater rights. Against this backdrop is the story of The Sapphires and inspired by writer Tony Briggs's mother and her cousins, who toured Vietnam in 1968 to perfo