rose theatre: Hamlet

yesterday we went to Shakespeares rose theatre, which much to our surprise, opened again. you can see my older post by clicking here .

ok so hamlet is the play we saw. we also went to Cliffords tower were me and abbie fought to the death (well almost).

The Rose Theatre

The Rose was built in 1587 by Philip Henslowe and a grocer named John Cholmley. It was the first purpose-built playhouse to ever stage a production of any of Shakespeare's plays. The theatre was built on a messuage called the "Little Rose," which Henslowe had leased from the parish of St. Saviour, Southwark in 1585.

The Rose was the first of several theatres to be situated in Bankside, Southwark near the south shore of the River Thames. The area was known for its leisure attractions such as bear/bull-baitings, gaming dens and brothels. It was located in the Liberty of Clink, a liberty outside the jurisdiction of the City of London's civic authorities.

The Rose contained substantial rose gardens and two buildings; Cholmley used one as a storehouse but I don't know what Henslowe used his for. North of London, professional playhouses like the Curtain Theatre and The Theatre had already been open for over a decade.

In York they have built a replica of the rose theatre and that is were me, Abbie and nanny went yesterday. The play we saw  is called a midsummer nights dream and it is very good in my opinion  it made me laugh and the fairy's were dressed up as trees. They were doing things like one fairy took someones bag and dumped it in front of the person it belonged to.  I don't think abbie liked it though because she was hardly looking at it.The theatre is like a pop up one  but more impressive  especially on the inside  but sadly after the second of september it will be taken down as it was only open for ten weeks. 

A Special Trip To York

Yesterday we went to York. When we got there we went to York castle museum which we went in because it's the  hundredth anniversary this year and they have something on which is good for me because I'm doing a WW1 project  (you can go to my previous post which is called York museums by clicking here).

After we went up to Clifford's tower. It wasn't as good as I hoped it would be but we saw York Minster and Shakespeare's rose theatre. Next we went to a place with Ice cream that we knew we liked  we were going to go to pound stretcher but a street performer  was doing some funny things  in the end we needed to run to the rose theatre so we wouldn't miss the start of mid summer nights dream.

Oh almost forgot on the way to York castle museum we past the jorvik centre and opposite  it there were two people who were from the jorvik centre and they were doing charm bags  me and abbie did one to and I picked lapis and blood stone for my two stones and yarrow and rosemary for my two herbs. 

So Much To Tell You

I have done so much over the last couple of weeks like going to watch beauty and the beast🌹with Nikki my best freind. I went to Sheffield Hallam university 🏢 for four days and one of my sisters rats champagne died  😭

we went to see ruining wild in a Sheffield theatre it was great because there was a

elephant 🐘 called oona and a girl called Lilly👯 and a  Tsunami  🌊 kills Lilly's mum and oona runs of into the jungle and then a tiger attacked but in the end the tiger was killed by poachers and Lily sings  this poem                                                                                                                                              Tiger Tiger ,burning bright in the forest of the night                                  what immortal hand or eye could frame thy fearful symmetry                  what distant deeps or skies burnt the fire of thine eyes?                                    On what wings dare he aspire?What the hand, dare seize the fire             And what shoulder, & what art,Could twist the sinews of thy heart?        And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet?      What the hammer? what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain?          What the anvil? what dread grasp, Dare its deadly terrors clasp!            When the stars threw down their spears And water'd heaven with their tears:   Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?          Tiger Tiger,burning bright in the forest of the night                                         what  immortal hand or eye dare frame thy fearful symmetry                                                                                             

 I went to  Sherwood forest an it was so fun hear is some information  about Sherwood forest

Sherwood Country Park lies just north of Edwinstowe, two miles from Ollerton and 17 miles north of Nottingham                                                                                                                               

Evidence of flint tools shows some use of the Sherwood area by prehistoric hunter-gatherers. During the late Iron Age and Roman periods, human habitation and farming was more common. By the 9th century, farming communities were making a greater impact on the Sherwood landscape. Most of these communities still exist today. Names ending in ‘by’ like Thoresby, are Scandinavian in origin, ‘thorpe’ as in Gleadthorpe are Danish, and ‘feld’ (field) as in Mansfield, are Roman.


The name ‘Sherwood’ was first recorded in 958AD when it was called Sciryuda, meaning ‘the woodland belonging to the shire’. It became a Royal hunting forest after the Norman invasion of 1066, and was popular with many Norman kings, particularly King John and Edward I.

 The ruins of King John’s hunting lodge can still be seen near the Nottinghamshire village of Kings Clipstone. ‘Forest’ was a legal term, and meant an area subject to special Royal laws designed to protect the valuable resources of timber and game (Vert and Venison) within its boundaries. These laws were strictly and severely imposed by agisters, foresters, verderers (wardens) and rangers, who were all were employed by the Crown. In the 1200s, popularly thought to be the time of Robin Hood, Sherwood covered about 100,000 acres, which was a fifth of the entire county of Nottinghamshire. The main London to York road, the Great North Way, ran straight through Sherwood, and travellers were often at the mercy of robbers living outside of the law. Hence the name ‘outlaw’.