The day of Will’s son Hamnet’s confirmation is approaching and Anne has made sure it’s been in Will’s diary for months. The only problem is this also turns out to be the night of the first ever London Theatre Awards, and, what with Will being the greatest writer of all time, and what with all the other theatre companies in London being closed all year because of the plague, Will reckons he may be in with a chance of a prize.
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