The Ballet Entertains but the
Ice Cream is to Die for…
I took my daughter to see Le Corsaire, at the Coliseum a rarely seen ballet with a storyline about swashbuckling Ottoman pirates, slaves girls and Turkish sultans – all beautifully choreographed with wonderful costumes and very clever scenery effects, especially the end sequence where multiple screens created an enthralling spectacle of stormy seas and shipwreck.
Now, I do enjoy the ballet and especially like the London productions because they often have two intervals, each lasting 20 minutes, so plenty of time to enjoy a tipple, munch and chat and with also time to take in the ambience and character of the building. However, my daughter had just one key objective to seek out the ice cream seller! Within a few moments she held in her hands a tub of joy – I was offered a taster and a wonderful surprise tickled over my palate – I quickly realised that on this occasion I was missing out ! With my own pot of mango sorbet in hand, we both sat quietly, ‘in heaven’ in our seats waiting expectantly for the Second Act.
Posted by: Fawkes