DU, darlings! The Friday Afternoon Challenge is (literally) upon us: Look Up Again!

[Iterate]

63. No, I've not seen it yet,

and I missed the "G". "Fuzzy heraldic crest on an opera house ceiling" was as far as my poor eyes could take me with that part of the image. Due credit goes to the author for a vivid description.

Peter Ackroyd's description of the Globe was fascinating, including such detail as the column decoration and orientation of the stage, angled to catch the afternoon sun. Performances continued through the winter, open air, in all weather. Plague seasons would close the theater and send the company out of town for the duration.

It's certainly on the "must see" list at the next opportunity. I've been lucky enough to visit southern England several times and each time we've made it a point to see some terrific, locally-staged plays, so good in fact that it might take some effort to charm my hosts into a trek to London.

Whew! All of this looking up has left me feeling like a gawking tourist.