Well I trod the boards for the first time since I was 17 last Saturday night – for about 10 steps. Fortunately I had no script to remember and was required only to half-recognise Hugh Johnson and his bottle of Royal Tokaji as a drunken waiter and to be escorted in to Vinderella's ball, mistaken for Janis Robertson.
So, it was both familiar and utterly painless for me at least, and I got to see the cast rehearsing in their underclothes. With the biggest back view to us in the picture below is my fellow wine writer Charles Metcalfe...