Livercool
Drew and Lewis – stars of My Transexual Summer) were on compere duty for Queertet, both were lovely and funny and extremely nice
I loved all four – Linda and Sue (a delightful exploration of romantic jealousy – with a bit of dancing thrown in), Half A Bottle Gone (it’s amazing what gets revealed when friends get together and knock of few glasses of wine back!), Madam Reprobate (the only good Tory is a lavatory) and Sweats (sometimes you don’t notice love even when it’s there just in front of you, wrapped in a skimpy towel).
The sold out Queertet (just £6/£7.50 a ticket – wow) kicked off Liverpool Pride’s fringe festival, and not the for the first time I’ve been reminded that I take Liverpool for granted in so many ways. When I first moved to Merseyside in 1988, I was gob smacked by all the cultural stuff on offer – coming from Eccleston in Chorley there’s not much going on there (although Bradley Wiggins lives in the village now, hey showbiz) so it was a shock to see gigs, theatre, so many people.
But over the years I have become blase about Liverpool and needed a reminder we have high quality stuff such as this grass roots theatre flourishing and doing the city proud.
Coincidentally, I met at friend at the Walker Art Gallery late morning for a peppermint tea in its cafe, and we went for a mooch around the exhibits afterwards- including the Rolf Harris one!
Once again, a top way of spending a hour or two, and cheap – entry to ‘Can You Tell What it Is Yet?’ was by donation.
Two ace cultural events in one day – and in one city.
(*Grin Productions run writing workshops, check their website here for more info)
