I seem to spend a lot of time in pubs. And no, it isn’t because I’m succumbing to football or alcohol dependency. It’s because there are so many flourishing pub theatres across London. Within just over a mile through central Islington, for example, there are no fewer than four: The Old Red Lion, The Kings Head, The Hope and The Hen and Chickens and I’ve seen worthwhile work in all of them. Across the whole metropolis there are dozens more.
But I rarely see school parties at pub theatres. Of course, you might