National Theatre Props Store
I wandered around the wonderland that was the props store, it was filled with weird wondrous things, there was a small room, and a corridor and two larger hallways, and every space was filled with things, things upon things, rows and rows of suitcases, shelves of type writers, stuffed animals, old radios, and telephones, doorways and cut outs, a giant santa with a lampshade on his head, mother mary, fake plants and rugs, and a dire looking black coffin. there were stacks of old books, a line of buckets, mirrors, globes, a pigs head and plastic fruits and the smiths was playing in the background, and there was no one there to explore it but me….
National Theatre Props Store, Oval
