On finding yourself turning into a personification of your own Quinglishness parody

We went to see an outdoor production of The Importance of Being Earnest* in Queen’s Square last night…


…soft rain fell, intermittently.





*The Importance of Being Earnest contains more laughs per minute than any other literary work except perhaps Austin Powers 2 and Orrin’s Collected Thoughts on Darwinism, so with a competent cast you can’t go wrong. This was a competent cast, but they didn’t quite have that little extra spark which can send an uncontrollable, constant, building wave of mirth across an audience throughout every scene.