This afternoon I took my godson and his mother to the ballet. We saw “Romeo and Juliet” – choreography by Morgann Runacre-Temple.
It wasn’t exactly avant-garde, but these times aren’t made for avant-garde – the show was entertaining enough.
And although I regretted the fact that there was no live music I enjoyed Prokofiev, above all “The dance of the Knights.”
My godson declared during the intermission that he wanted to go home, but I made him see the show till the bitter end, which he enjoyed. Even though he objected to the double suicide.