When we were Married is a J.B. Priestly play from 1938, a version of which is playing at the Shaw Festival. We drove down to Niagara-on-the-Lake yesterday to check it out.

The play is about three couples who are celebrating their Silver anniversary together – and find out that through a technicality none of them are really married.

I don’t know if it was the stuffy atmosphere up in the balcony or the cadence of the (apparently) Yorkshire accents or the actors or the production or what, but I confess – I fell asleep – several times. This play did not  capture my interest or imagination at all. Tuffy P didn’t find it very interesting either. We bailed at the intermission.