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Propose, dispose... bah humbug!

Everyone knows that Leap Day is special.
It is the day for correcting time to the heavens above, a sort of day of compensation and catching up.

This gives rise to all kinds of traditions allowing people to see this as an exceptional day to break the rules.
The best known one to break is the rule to the right to propose… Is it not said:
C’est l’homme qui propose
et la femme qui dispose…
(or was it: et Dieu ordonne?)

So today we play it the other way round

To complete this assumption of woe, there is even a fine for the poor men who dare to decline the offer, when they can not prove to have some other prior engagement. (I see a carrot-stick application completely failing here…) The fine would range from a kiss (which sounds like a rather foolish thing to desire from someone who just snubbed you), to a pair of gloves or a new frock… (handy!)

Polite dissuasion...

All that and spring not being far away either will surely make many ladies chomp at the bit…
resulting in many foolish pictures…

Hook, line and sinker...

Still, I have never heard of any of my friends actually trying it in this modern age.
I guess today many girls have different pressure tactics to get themselves hitched. (Not something I really want to get into.)

Just ask mummy first!

Being a great fan of Alice in Wonderland’s un-birthday tradition, I would like to propose an un-marriage tradition instead.

Down the garden path...

Just to break with assumptions of tying someone down (or up depending on your hopes) and simply enjoy being with someone without putting the pressure on. Just trust all is well and that no coercion is needed…

Tomorrow all will be back to normal again…

Un-married doesn't have to be the same as divorced, no?

Ah the arts of human folly!

I guess I didn’t plan ahead again this year. Better luck in 2016!

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Endless energy...

Just in these last few weeks I have learnt more about the London Theatre set than in the four earlier years…

It is not only the quality, but mostly the variety of amazing shows available.

Watching the search for a new Dorothy for the next production of the Wizard of Oz on TV shows the top end of productions. While there is an even more intricate world of shows surrounding the big set.

Last week I saw ‘Enron’, which showed a dazzling testosterone fueled rise and decline of this  energy company… This show has been quite a success in the UK (Samuel West shines as Skilling), but bombed after two weeks on Broadway… May be the Americans don’t like to see the harsh mirror of reality on the stage. Nay, I guess it is not the Yanks who prefer having their faults exposed on stage. Does anyone?

Japes and Jests...

The week before that I went to a brilliant comedy show in the Globe. Standing in a courtyard drinking beer is quite the opposite to the flashy theatre show of Enron…
All were jolly and involved with the great cast on the stage, making jeeps on the present political situation… Just looking around nothing really seems to have changed since the original Shakespearean times. Smiling faces blended with grimaces at the jests thrown back at the crowd. Well ok,  personal hygiene is probably better…

Beware...

Thirdly, a completely different event was a theatre production at the National Theatre of ‘Women Beware Women
This classic tragedy was a complete contrary piece to the two above. (Harriet Walter is amazing as a rape supporting intrigue monger!)
As a tragedy about the deceit of women, it was the exact opposite of the thumping testosterone fraud of Enron. At the same time this play was the opposite to the friendly jests and farces of the Globe.
As custom in these plays, it seems normal that all die after a woman is left in charge… Women beware!

Charming...

Off course one wouldn’t stand jeering at the stage with a pint in hand at the National Theatre. (Please, you are really dependent on staff there, as they could easily lead you astray in that maze of a building, never to be found again…)

It is a pity that I only now really see the enormous variety of the theatres in London. But more importantly the real charm of the stage in her reflection on life.

Oh lucky are those that grew up in this wonderful town.

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