The London Hippodrome is the West End’s diamond in the rough

I have always been deeply, deeply suspicious of the London Hippodrome. Nestled in London’s murky bumhole, Leicester Square, I’d always considered it a big, glitzy block of No-Fucking-Way until my flatmate James 2 returned from a third date with his now-boyfriend, raving about the wonderful time he had had. After that it was on my list for […]