I spent a whole weekend in London without even a flicker of a theatre.

I passed plenty of theatre fronts as I got lost again in Soho on the way to brunch.

I read about a lot of stuff I wasn't going to see in back copies of Time Out.

And I went to see all sorts of wondrous constructions at the Royal Academy. 

Sensing Spaces it was called. An exhibition offering installations created by various architects inviting us to ponder on the effect of different uses of space. And light. And human interaction. And, in the case of the spindly twisty lighty things above, smell (tatami mats, specifically). It was rather fabulous. I'd urge you to seek it out.

But theatre it was not.

I shall atone for my heathen disinterest tonight.