'The horses, as everyone knows, are brilliant' ... War Horse.

Photograph: Graeme Robertson

Really amazing theatre, I went with Robert for his birthday.  Usually Robert and I travel on Easter weekend but this year he just came to London to hang out at the flat and go and see a play for his birthday (ok it was six months agao but Oxford is so far away from London I don't see him that often.

anyway after much faffing, we decided on War Horse at the New London Theatre in Drury Lane.  It was amazing.  Calling them puppets doesn't really do the show justice.  It was really amazing, you suspend all belief in  fact that you are watching three people pretend to be a horse - or a duck or a bird or a tank...

After the play we indulged in too much gin and didn't get to sleep until 5 am.  Then we went to meet a friend for Easter lunch at Magdala pub in Hampstead at South End.  Turned into a lovely and leisurely walk around the Heath.  I think I may even have a bit of a tan.  Robert's friend John was a great find.  We laughed so hard we fell off furniture, made others uncomfortable and even laughed until we cried. 

All in all it was an excellent day - I am enjoying the last light of a dying fire and drinking water to overcome the dehydration last night's bout of gin drinking brought on.