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Theatre

Watching Stephen Fry was like being in the presence of a god

31 August 2019

9:00 AM

31 August 2019

9:00 AM

Stephen Fry lies prone on an empty stage. A red ball rolls in from the wings and bashes him in the face. He stands up and introduces himself as Odysseus, stranded on an island-kingdom as he makes his way home after the Trojan War. The ball had escaped from the hands of a clumsy maidservant who was playing on the beach with a local princess.

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