Zounds

I hope this blog will not turn into an arts review. There are plenty of people better-qualified to hold forth on the latest plays, films, books and so on, and some of them can even claim salaries for doing so. That said, I cannot let last night's Radio 3 production of  Sheridan's the Rivals pass without comment, not least because the play provides the epigraph for this blog. It was beautifully done and I had forgotten how funny the play is. The phrase 'croaking like a frog in a quinsy' has stayed with me all day.