Dead

Last Saturday I sat from 7.30 p.m. to 11 p.m. "in a crowded, hot, and fur-coated Concert Chamber. We saw the four recalled plays, which Mr. Thomson, the adjudicator, had selected as the four best over the whole week. I can only say that the rest must have been very poor indeed.

As far as I am concerned, the British Drama League's Festivals of Drama are not in danger; they are dead!

—L.D.A.