THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG is the brains behind the Chancellor election. And the week’s theatre – bitch of many talents.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG softly growls her way through Theatre Yet To Come. This week with added louche.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG gets ready to nail Theatre’s results to the metaphorical Senate House of your computer screens. You can help with the marking.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG tells the truth about May Week, then shows you where to go if you want to get lied to.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG knows you can’t think very hard after the steely prongs of Tripos. Let him gently nudge you towards the worthy theatre to come. Best enjoyed tipsy.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG holds the fort while you scribble away at your scripts. A few people are still using the other kind of script this week, and here they are.
Everyone’s favourite Thespian canine puts the G back in Guide-Dog in anticipation of an admittedly sparse week of Theatre.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG read a book. A book he wrote. But not to impress you. He also talks about the week’s Theatre. But not to impress you.