In Competition No. 2487 you were invited to submit a theatrical critic’s response to a production of a modern play in ancient costume. There were easy laughs to be had at the expense of ropy chitons and inadequate loincloths and in general you took a harsh line. Most of you set your jaundiced sights on productions of works by just a few (Pinter, Osborne and Coward loomed large). None, though, scaled the scornful heights of Kenneth Tynan’s much-quoted take on Gielgud in modern dress, whom he described as having ‘the general aspect of a tight, smart, walking umbrella’.
A more or less lone chorus of approval came from W.J. Webster, who nets the bonus fiver. The other prizewinners, printed below, get £25 each. I am still unwell and so, for the time being, as of next week, the competitions will be set and judged by a colleague.
When the curtain went up to reveal the mouths of two adjoining caves, there was a rustling of programmes as the audience checked that they hadn’t mistakenly booked for Beckett instead of Coward.
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