Shrek

The sweet stalls ... Row B, seats 0 and 1

Duncan and I had tickets for Shrek this week.   


The theatre is a short two stop busride away from Charing Cross Station.   


Just cross the street and take any bus that is moving down the Strand.  

Alight at Alwych and walk back a street until you see the big green S in neon lights.

With tickets in hand, we entered the theatre.   


The initial curtain is green, grass green, or more Shrek-swamp-grass-green.   


Our tickets were in the second row, on the side.  

 ...spiffiest swamp in town ...

We didn’t think seats could get any better than the box seats we had the previous week, but being seated just a few feet away from the stage has its own charm.

We watched the musicians come into the pit, and we could hear them warming up their instruments, the sound coming out of the grate just in front of us.  

We had our treats in plastic bags, already unwrapped so as not to bother any of the other patrons sitting beside us.

Shrek is a well know story to kids who grow up with the DVD in their homes.  

 ...dance number ... done in plastic-like costumes ...

The jokes that are made around the fairy-tale creatures who have been cast out of the kingdom and land up inhabiting the swamp are hilarious.  

And it was not lost on Duncan and me, that the theatre itself is on Drury Lane,  just as Drury Lane is also the place where the muffin man lives, at least in the song that we sing about him.

The character, Shrek, is large and green and fun.   
Perhaps the highlight of the show is the song where Fiona and Shrek try to out flatulate each other – a remarkable piece of stage work.

... and that princess is me ...

Hard not to love the signs that are outside of the theatre. 

Since there is no opportunity to take pictures inside, it is good to use the marquees and the billboards as backgrounds for souvenir pictures.

Gotta love the fact that there is a new princess in the swamp!


Arta