And of the Cannibals that each other eat,
The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads
Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Othello, 1. 3
Just liked the quotation…that’s all.
“But why Othello?”, you ask.
You all knew it was Othello didn’t you? Of course you did. Not that I had to Google Othello quotes to find one to start off this piece you understand.
As usual I digress. I’m trying to catch up with what has gone before…specifically in the days before we reached Cornwall.
Following MrP’s instructions to get myself fit for the wee stroll up his final Munro I had to find something to climb. There’s not a huge selection of big mountains in the Herefordshire/Shropshire border area, so after a bit of thought I came up with a cunning plan…
An unusual first shot you think…and you’d be correct. Here at Ludlow Castle there is currently an open air production of Shakespeare’s Othello and you’re looking at the stage.
And this is the stage from a bit higher up. Quite a setting.
MrP would be pleased. Thumping up and down medieval castle towers would be decent practice. The ascent of spiral staircases was far more scary than the ascent of your average Munro! I had to substitute pigeons for ptarmigan but the overall effect was basically the same. Yes, J disliked the whole idea altogether. Up is up in her book…and is not necessarily a good thing!
Back down to earth I found this wee mole burrowing out from under some of the stage set.
The shops in Ludlow were taking part in a window dressing competition. One of the top displays opted for a Shakespearian theme…