The History Boys are coming to the Mercury Theatre Colchester

# Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye, cheerio
here I go on my way # Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye, not
a tear but a cheer… You should treat us with more respect. We’re
scholarship candidates now. We’re all going in for Oxford and Cambridge, sir. Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire.
I thought all that silliness was finished with. # Singing # Singing And the beauty of it is, the metaphor really
fits. I mean, just as moving up to the front-line troops presumably had to pass the sites of previous
battles where every inch of territory had been hotly contested. So it is with me, like
particularly Fiona’s tits which only fell after a prolonged campaign some three weeks
ago and to which I now have immediate access, and which were indeed the start line for last
night’s abortive thrust southwards. The History Boys is a play for everyone who
remembers their teenage angst. It’s an intriguing and discomforting look at education. It’s
packed with ambition, desire and determination. They’re a likely lot, the boys. All keen, all
bright but they need polish. Edge. Your job. I want to get us
up there with Manchester Grammar, Haberdashers’ Aske’s. Leighton Park. Or is that an open
prison? We follow a group of teenage boys, being taught
to play the system in order to get into Oxford and Cambridge. As you’d expect from Alan Bennett,
the whole thing is incredibly witty. Durham was very good for history, it’s where
I had my first pizza. Other things too, of course, but it’s the pizza that stands out. It’s also fantastically accessible, and a
great introduction to live theatre. You don’t always understand poetry? Timms,
I NEVER understand poetry. But learn it now, know it now, and you’ll understand it whenever.
Grief, happiness, even when you’re dying. Poetry is the trailer, ‘forthcoming attractions!’ It’s a very very clever play. With respect, can I stop you? No, with any poem
or work of art we can never say ‘in other words’ Yes, sir. That’s why it is a work of art in
the first place. You can’t look at a Rembrandt and say ‘in other words’, can you sir? We’re well into rehearsals now. There’s lots
of laughter, and a genuine buzz about this production. I hope you can join us for what
promises to be a fantastic summer night out at the Mercury Theatre. History is a commentary on the various and
continuing incapabilities of men. What is history? History is women following behind
with the bucket.

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