Camden Town is quite easy to get to from here. The dreaded TfL Journey Planner was excused duties. There are a couple of OK pubs right on the junction where it is possible to enjoy a pint and watch out for a companion. One of them has windows that open wide in July.
We had a nice pizza at the Pizza Express. At least, I did: the vegan one came with a bit of pork in it. Perhaps they thought it would be OK because the pig might be a vegan. They should watch 'Snatch': pigs will eat anything (or, in the case of 'Snatch', anybody!).
The Etcetera is upstairs at the Oxford Arms. It claims to be the smallest theatre in the capital. Its web site has the Camden New Journal describe it as "Lovely and cosy". I can't help but think that must be some sort of euphemism: on the night we were there, it could have qualified as the Black Hole of Calcutta. I was almost tempted to test the unfathomable pleasures of ice-cold lager.
The Art of Dating and Dumping is an amiable sketch show, aimed, I have to say, at an audience much younger than me. Mind you, that's nearly everybody.
It was a series of boy-girl encounters of mounting mutual incomprehension, with a girl Master-of-Ceremonies to pour salt/twist the knife. It was enlightening in places: I confess I hadn't noticed how awful girls were when it was my misfortune to be young. But I did recognise some of the awful things boys do. New Men are clearly the same as old men.
It was an enjoyable evening, apart from the temperature. We met some of the cast afterwards, one of the real joys of fringe theatre. They're off to Edinburgh for the Festival. So am I: perhaps I'll see them there. I certainly wish them luck in the noticing stakes.
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