Sunday, April 15, 2018
April 15. Day 105. A song in my heart
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are!
Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long have we tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in the wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
'Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon....
We know the story. The Edward Lear poem is a childhood favourite which makes it pretty much perfect for adaptation for a stage production for children. Turning it into an opera is unexpected. But it was a triumph. Let's be honest, I'm not quite in the target audience which was set at aged 4-10. So I conscripted four-year-old Molly to be my plus one. The thing about small children is that they don't lie. They like it or they don't. If they don't they squirm, they talk. They need food or a loo break. There was none of that today. The kids were rooting for the owl and the pussycat. They cheered. They danced. They waved their hands in the air like stars. They loved it. I'm a big fan of getting kids into the theatre and as introductions go, this was as good as any.