Following a season of smash-hit performances during 2018, we are delighted to mark the 243rd anniversary of Austen’s birth (on 16 December 1775) by announcing that we will begin a Monday night residency at the Fortune Theatre, London from 18 February 2019.
Tickets are ON SALE NOW, giving you enough time to secure a last-minute Christmas present for the Austen/comedy/getting-out-of-the-house lover in your life.
What’s more, a new loyalty card is also being introduced offering you a fifth performance for free once you’ve attended four performances at the Fortune Theatre. It is entirely different every time after all, so why not start every week with a dose of the best medicine!
We do so hope to see you there – maybe we don’t hate Mondays after all…
From Portsmouth to Peterborough, from Leicester to Lancaster, we restored some of dearest Jane’s more esoteric works to the
Great British public. There was the mouthwatering musical Willoughby Wonka (replete with poorly-paid Oompa Loompas), the spine-chilling Mr Darcy & Mr Hyde (the Gothic horror thankfully diffused by replacing the potion with God’s milk), and the incomparable experience of Something Nasty in the Woodhouse (let’s just say we’ll never look at B&Q, soup or hats the same way
ever again).
To our splendid audiences, our sincerest thanks. You were truly wonderful, and we can’t wait to see you again next year,
suggestions at the ready!
In the mean time, you can catch us back at the Savoy Theatre in London’s West End, with extra December shows to celebrate the Christmas season!
We are delighted beyond measure to announce that we are heading to London’s famous West End!
We will be gracing the Piccadilly Theatre (not five minutes from Mr Willoughby’s discredited lodgings at Bond Street) for three dates, starting this December. Be sure to wear your best bonnet & breeches – and bring your dance card!
~ Dates & Times ~
December 5th, January 23rd, February 13th
Piccadilly Theatre, 16 Denman Street, London, W1D 7DY
7:30pm
Tickets are available right here!
“We were within a few hours of eloping together for Scotland. The treachery, or the folly, of my cousin’s maid betrayed us.”
SENSE & SENSIBILITY
Unlike poor Colonel Brandon, who never made it across the border, we have leapt into our curricles and hotfooted it past Gretna and all the way to Edinburgh. We have the express intention of spending the season amongst the high society here, and what a bustle we find!
For it is the Edinburgh Fringe, no less, and already our adventures in our Udderbelly home have begun. So far we have plucked from our top hats the delightful trio of ‘Sarcasm & Satire’, ‘Boldark’ and ‘The Red Ribbon’, and we wait in frenzied anticipation to see what wonders the remaining three weeks will hold.
Do join us, dear reader, do!
If you are of a saucier disposition, and yet possessed of a warm and charitable heart, you may also spare a thought for our one-off debauched spectacular Crosstentatious – in which (though we blush to utter it) the men dress as ladies, and the ladies as men! For shame! Ribald as these coarse entertainments are, it is all in aid of Waverley Care, and a finer cause one nary encounters.
So if you are possessed of a hardy constitution, and have not your reputation to risk, you may invite yourself to the vulgar and boorish outrage on the 17th August right here.
For now, then, we bid you farewell. Or as the Scots would say (they are so very quaint, dear reader), ’cheerio the nou!’