THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG should be studying and so should you, frankly, but we won’t tell anyone you’re here. Promise.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG dishes the hurt with one poor and the glory with the other. But you only have yourselves to blame.
You’ve worked awfully hard this term, and THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG is here to give you treats.
Need some good misery to roll around in? Fear not, THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG will point the way.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG has an important lesson for you all this week.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG leads you safely through the fornicating minefields of V-Day.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG growls with rare approval at some ambitious theatre this week.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG delves ever deeper into delusion and denial.
The Tab insults aside, PHIL LIEBMAN thinks Liam Williams is a funny man.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG has fresh bark and bite for a new term.
WEEK EIGHT THEATRE IS UNDER OCCUPATION. A People’s Bark will announce the week’s scheduled performances.
She shall be great, and shall be called THEATRE GUIDE DOG IV, and she shall reign over Cambridge theatre for ever, and of her kingdom there shall be no end. Amen.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG heralds the end of the world (though not for the first time). Theatre too.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG mourns the loss of Theatrical salvation for Cambridge, while giving you a rundown to what’s worth going to this week.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG shares her tragic past, but only because it has something to do with this week’s theatre. She’s not some kind of sop, you guys.
THE THEATRE GUIDE DOG softly growls her way through Theatre Yet To Come. This week with added louche.
In case you missed it in the paper, here’s the fresh-look THEATRE GUIDE DOG to scoff you through the maze of Cambridge theatre while you’re still dazzled by the lights.