Wednesday, March 2, 2011

An afternoon at the QE

Over the years I've heard so many references to Death of a Salesman. I finally saw it today after a lovely curry-of-the-day at Cafe Medina.

It could be that the play is mentioned so often because, perhaps, many of us can relate so well - to maybe not being as successful as you'd hoped, to disappointment with your parent or your child, to messed up family dynamics, to loss of sanity. It's all there - an eternal story set in 1949.




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