So I went in and took a seat in one of the rear pews. When I was in London before, I'd visited, but hadn't been able to go in the main building, just the lower area, the Crypt, where they have a café. They were getting ready for a service at 10am, and people were about, very friendly, and didn't seem to mind my sitting quietly. What a glorious building! It's got to be one of the most beautiful spaces to just sit quietly (like the Banqueting Hall).
There was a family with two toddlers doing a practice run for baptism with a priest; they were all quite adorable.
And then the organ started in, and the choir started practicing, and it was glorious! I wished I'd had time to stay for the service.
But I left about 15 minutes before, bought and downed a bottle of water, and went to the National Portrait Gallery. So fun. The drawing exhibit was marvelous. And I learned that they can tell from the cross-hatching that Holbein was left handed. So that's very cool.
As you'd guess, I left there, got a sandwich to go, and went off to the Globe matinee of Much Ado About Nothing. It was Mexican themed, set in maybe the last part of the 19th century, with a wooden freight car as the backdrop.
That was an interesting idea, but I never quite got the why of it. Beatrice was superb, Benedick almost as good, and overall, very fun. They played Dogberry as a US film maker, but with an uneven accent, and some changes that didn't quite work for me.
Still, all in all, well worth the visit!
This time, I sat in the lower gallery, and it was very good except that when they showed the film bits, I couldn't see because of the pillar. Oops!