Yeah, sorry fellas, but no Doctor Who review this week – sad as it is, it’s my great-grandma’s 95th birthday on Saturday. Also, I’m going to the Oregon Cabaret for a splendid production of “Holmes and Watson Save The Empire”, a, yes, cabaret production of Sherlock Holmes and his trusty companion.
“Everyone’s favorite detective, Sherlock Holmes, and his faithful companion Doctor Watson find themselves trapped in their Baker Street flat. They only have until the stroke of midnight to use “The Science of Deduction” to solve arch-villain Moriarty’s deadly riddle. It’s a tangled puzzle involving Queen Victoria, her husband Prince Albert, the philandering Prince of Wales, the Gaiety Theatre, Mortimer Chips, Freddy Fish, a German cabaret singer known as the Nightingale of Nuremburg and a silver cigarette case bearing the inscription, To My Darling Boy. The entire future of the British Empire is at stake! ”
It’s not meant to be taken seriously, but it is meant to be fun. Incredibly fun.