Much Ado About Nothing

After much whinging about going to a Shakespeare play, I drove a few friends two and a half hours in horrible weather to see the play. I was convinced that it would be a waste of a night and really didn't see how watching a play in the writer's birth town would add to the experience. However, I have to admit, it turned out to be a lovely night. The play was great, I understood more than I thought I would, and for the purpose of this blog, managed to sneak a photo of the set between acts. It seems I too, made much ado about nothing!
 Ah yes, thirty, and the uncle jokes have well and truly started!