“By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.” – Macbeth Act IV, Scene I
It’s nearly 30 degrees Celsius with 100% humidity here in NZ at the moment. It’s muggy, my washing won’t dry, and my awesome weekend plans got washed away like the rain in a drain. So to take comfort, I decided to treat myself to an evening of murder, tyranny, and political ambition. Continue reading “The Scottish Play”
Grumpy Bunty 