More photos, this time by Dave McEvoy, from the performance for CAR refugees yesterday.

Becky Austin, stage manager, sent us this reflection:

Still trying to process yesterday… Our aim, to perform Hamlet to some of the displaced population of the Central African Republic. We traveled overland for 7 hours to a town where many CAR refugees reside, we obtained our permit and permission to perform from the Chief, we drove in to the middle of town, picked our spot, got permission from a cafe owner to use his premises, gathered our audience and began to tell our story. The police tried to shut us down at one point, but agreed to let us restart after seeing our paperwork. We shortened the show a little, but we got there. Although they probably didn’t understand a word of it, their faces showed utter joy from what was unfolding before them. The little ones crawled through the older ones’ legs to get a better view at the front, some of the bigger kids tried to get the younger ones to go away… But they stayed put! They were having a good time and no one was going spoil that for them today. There was cheering when Claudius died and booing when Hamlet died. It just goes to show a story well told doesn’t always need the words to be understood. We packed up our stuff amongst our smiling audience and new found friends. As we drove away, the children chased the bus down the street. We left behind lots of happy faces and one baffled cafe owner rubbing his head as to what had just happened in his little restaurant.