Galling to sit through a play written 6 months before you were born and realise that at least two or three ideas for scripts you had have been done here. Ah well. This is the kernel of our anniversary weekend, its last day of performances aligning nicely and being something that Alasdair really wanted to go to see. I’m a huge convert. Intricately written in both plot and dialogue, grasping at the big things without ever being polemical, and in this production some excellent staging and acting, with Isis Hainsworth as Thomasina being a real highlight. I think it got a little muddied in the last act, as Stoppard became too attached to his characters to end it when it narratively and thematically made most sense to, but I melted in the final 10 seconds because I’m a sucker for that kind of thing, so it’s a moot point really.