Diary: Harry Potter and the Cursed Chrysanthemums
Where would we be without Sonia Friedman? Well there would be fewer two-part shows in the West End, that’s for sure. No The Inheritance, parts one and two. No Harry Potter and the Cursed Child – parts one and two. And fewer quality productions in general, because, as we know, Friedman spends a lot of her money on theatre. A lot. Maybe even all of it, if a recent Financial Times interview is anything to go by.
The wide-ranging interview – a fascinating read – was accompanied by a lovely photo of the glowing Friedman, proudly perched outside her offices on a rooftop terrace. But a closer look and your eyes may have spotted something amiss. Because, in the background of the shoot were some discarded pot plants, withered and brown, abandoned in a pot-plant graveyard.
Twitter, of course, had fun with it, with the hashtag campaign #savetheyucca appearing. Friedman is understood to have seen the funny side, even though she reasonably expected the photographer to crop out the plants. But it didn’t detract from a very good interview.
Or did it? A few days after it was published, a letter appeared in the FT, from a Jim Broomfield. It stated: “Your fantastic interview with the amazing Sonia Friedman (FT Magazine, October 6) was spoilt only by the photograph of her outside her rooftop office, with dead plants. Come on, you should do better.” Crikey. Looking for a gardener, Sonia? Tabard knows someone with too much time on his hands…