World Cycling Revival Festival, Herne Hill Velodrome, South London

Seemingly modelled on the Goodwood Revival vintage car festival, the ambitious World Cycling Revival Festival attempted to conjure up a bygone, golden era of two-wheeled travel at the historic Herne Hill Velodrome. Although it promised jazz and swing music, period costumes, a temporary museum and a plethora of cycle races, the festival was poorly attended on the Thursday and Friday.  That could have been because most people have to work on weekdays and the standard entry price of £38 was far too high to justify a few hours in the evening. Still, it was quite easy to source cut price tickets and the (too limited) live music and wacky track races were actually pretty entertaining.  An energetic sundown performance by King Pleasure and the Biscuit Boys, accompanied by dancers in 1940s dress, was scintillating. It's a pity there were so few people there to enjoy it. 7/10 

Translations, the National Theatre, the South Bank, Central London

Images from the National Theatre web site

A poignant and passionate play, Translations immerses you in rural Donegal in the 1830s. A small Gaelic-speaking subsistence community is gradually unpicked and uprooted by the arrival of a squad of red-coated English sappers charged with mapping the county and replacing the Irish place names with Anglicised alternatives. The action focuses on a hedge school, which teaches Greek and Latin, but not English, to potato farmers living off a rugged landscape lashed by rain. This warm and engaging production brings to life the subsequent war of words and languages, while the threat of a real conflict looms large in the background. A returning son tries to bridge the broad gap between his earthy, yet erudite, compatriots and an earnest English captain, while a young lieutenant is enthralled by the lusty lyricism of the locals.

The Floacist at the Hideaway, Streatham, South London

A heady fusion of neo-soul, rapping, poetry, comedy and attitude, the Floacist is a regular at the laid back Hideaway jazz club in Streatham. In a diverse, two-part set, Natalie ‘Floacist’ Stewart and her talented band intersperse short tributes to Soul II Soul, a beautiful rendition of Bob Marley's Redemption Song and other classics, with more experimental music, that still seems to draw on familiar melodies. As a local girl, Stewart attracts friends and family to her Hideaway gigs and they form an impressive choir, as she implores the audience to join in with the better known numbers. You'll find your fellow punters on their feet swaying along to the music, while sometimes swapping banter with Stewart. Switching effortlessly between London, street and Jamaican accents, Stewart likes to deliver homilies on positive thinking and self-belief during the gaps between the tracks. Although the interval is a tad too long and the set a tad too short, this is a gig that emanates energy and warm hopeful vibes. 8/10 

Rue Victor Lefèvre, Brussels

Largely built between 1907 and 1913, and named after a local writer, Rue Victor Lefèvre features a mix of Renaissance, Art Nouveau and Art Deco-style dwellings.

The Arch, Parc du Cinquantenaire, Brussels

The triumphal arch is the centrepiece of a U-shaped complex of nineteenth century buildings in the heart of the 30 hectare Parc du Cinquantenaire. They were built, under the patronage of King Leopold II, for the 1880 National Exhibition commemorating the 50th anniversary of Belgian independence. The complex now houses a clutch of museums.

Avenue Michel-Ange, Brussels

Lined with cobbled pavements and densely-planted trees, Avenue Michel-Ange is one of Brussels more atmospheric streets.

The Isabella Plantation, Richmond Park, South West London

The Isabella Plantation is a 40-acre woodland garden planted in the 1830's. First opened to the public in 1953, it is best known for its evergreen azaleas, which line the ponds and streams and at their peak of flower in late April and early May (source: The Royal Parks).

Absolute Hell, the Lyttelton Theatre, the National, South Bank, central London

Images from the National Theatre web site

Lavish and lengthy, Absolute Hell at the Lyttelton Theatre is a revival of a repetitive and downbeat play by Rodney Ackland originally performed in the 1950s and then revised to be more explicit in the 1980s. Set in a Soho club at the end of the Second World War, in the run-up to the Labour  victory in the 1945 General Election, the cast of 30 portrays characters from many walks of life who have one thing in common - they all want to escape reality. The club patrons, which include writers, artists, soldiers, pensioners, preachers, racketeers and aristos, obscure the outside world by indulging in alcohol, sex, literature, religion, music and nicotine. They are mostly a miserable lot, apart from an old lady with dementia.

A mute prostitute
Although there are a handful of funny scenes and the choreography can be top notch, this three hour production lacks a compelling plot and the story moves forward at a snail's pace. The play rotates through a carousel of cameos, often repeating the same gags over and over again. The multiple appearances by a bible bashing lay preacher banging on about Jesus being born on Boxing Day are particularly tedious. Throughout the performance, a mute prostitute walks round and round the stage like an robot, underlining the circular nature of the play.