tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349628.post-1165539588480931172006-12-08T00:51:00.000Z2006-12-20T10:26:59.477Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong>Christmas Comes Early</strong></span><br /><br />Toby Young - arse, philistine and talent-free dramatist - is ending his foray into theatre criticism. Such as it was. Young is apparently going to spend more time at home in the evenings - his wife is expecting a third baby - though <strong>Encore </strong>can reveal that the real reason is injured pride. The crown of Worst Critic of the Century, an honour for which Young has fought so valiantly, has been decisively snatched by Quentin Letts. Young has plainly realised that, philistine halfwit though he is, he never stood a chance of getting his pole position back while Letts was on the grid.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349628-116553958848093117?l=encoretheatremagazine.blogspot.com'/></div>Theatre Workerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10656722713667714967noreply@blogger.com20