Fish, Clay, Perspex by Faulty optic. The third part was my favourite - crappy animation, puppet clowning, playing with masking tape - there's nothing not to like there.
Endgame
This is the first Beckett play I've ever seen. Afterwards we saw Mark "finest actor of his generation" Rylance in the pub. Who I grinned at but was too shy to say hello.
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