Late on Friday night I followed up in double quick time on my conversation with the lady at the opera. She had told me about Shakespeare being performed at Stamford at an open air theatre in the summer. That same night I booked a ticket to watch Macbeth at Stamford. At the same time I booked a ticket to the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra for next Tuesday.
On Saturday morning I woke up feeling very tired but I left nonetheless for Kings Cross and then for Stamford, without any breakfast. There was a change of trains at Peterborough. Stamford was most pretty. I inquired first thing about the play at the Arts Centre and was told that the play would be at Tolethorpe Hall, a five minute drive away. Oh boy. One lady said it was a half hour walk away, while another guy said it was not walkable. Well I grabbed a sandwich from Tesco and walked anyway. It took an hour. The first part of the walk was suburbs and "Walmarts", the second was rolling countryside, and the last bit was the most difficult, on a narrow busy country road with no sidewalk.
Macbeth itself was fascinating. It is amazing how much effort goes into a Shakespeare production. But I was really tired and nodded off here and there. After the play I set off on the long walk back, then took the train back to London. By this time I was feeling a slight chill and went straight to bed without eating anything.
