Actually, Noel, they're already around that corner and here
I was going to post Sir Noel him very own self doing Bad Times Just Around the Corner, but looking for that, I see somebody has cleverly updated it to the present predicament:
Click to view(I was wondering about the Divine Mr Coward's Why Must the Show Go On, but in the present parlous position of the performing arts, no, I think not: I was hoping it was going to be more general motif of brightly smiling through catastroff and pretending all was well.)
I read this the other day and thought, surely it was immensely optimistic to suppose you could open an exhibition next month?
The playwright’s silk robes, preserved for 60 years, form part of a fascinating collection - including letters and photographs - open to the public in London next month.
Further to recent post claiming that photos of Cary Grant and Randolph Scott did not imply more than a frank manly friendship, a previously unknown photograph album of Noel Coward and his friends has come to light, and it is claimed that it was hidden because some of them are of 'handsome young men, sporting droopy woollen swimsuits that leave nothing to the imagination'. Pretty much what you could find in widely available body building/fitness mags of the period... Maybe it was kept because it was a precious personal memento of happy times?
[Dame Rebecca's birthday: also she was one of Coward's bezzies.]
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