One sunny Saturday morning the Wee Man began to grow very impatient. “Can we go yet? Can we go yet?” This particular sunny Saturday was important as it was finally the day for the last of the Wee Man’s birthday presents (yup his birthday is in December). As we had nothing to do but wait we caught the train into Leeds for a bit of exploring before the main event.
After a wander here and a wander there we came upon a bridge over the river which led us to Brewery Wharf. We found a nice place for some munchies and then the boy was off exploring his new found urban playground.
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Then it was time to meander our way down to the West Yorkshire Playhouse which was teaming with children, all waiting to take their seats and enter the world of The Gruffalo’s Child.
We’ve been to see Tall Stories’ production before and this certainly didn’t disappoint. I had booked the tickets at the end of November and had forgotten that our seats were in the middle of the very front row. Brilliant view although not so good when you have to explain to an impatient 3 year old waiting for the show to start that he can’t go inside the Gruffalo cave.
Not an easy job turning a ten minute tale into a one house epic but Tall Stories came up trumps again while still keeping the thread of the story simple enough for the children to follow. My only gripe was that the beginning of the show started in darkness so the first ten minutes we struggled to hear the actors over screaming children. I almost had words with a particular family as the tickets were not cheap and I hadn’t paid over £25 to not be able to hear the show.
Asides from the wails we had a great time once the show got going and definitely be off to see more by this production company in the future.