Readers beware! The Ripper’s 5 is an intricate drama that occasionally makes your hair stand on end. The musical bit of the play has beautiful haunting songs and the cast achieves the effect to convey the drama within the story but, honestly, the whole piece is at times hard to follow.

Get ready! Eastern and Western Lowland, Mountain and Cross-River Gorillas are gathering to invade London. 26th September 2010 is the day when a thousand Londoners, all dressed as gorillas, will participate in the 7km City and Bankside fun run. It surely will be a spectacle for tourists wandering around Tower Bridge or Tate Modern.

They, will, not, force us! They will stop degrading us!’ If the mass chanting was anything to go by, an unwitting listener may just have thought this was a rebel protest, with swathes looking to fight against corrupt governments or tear down a dictatorship.

Who the hell was Jack The Ripper? His five victims are coming back from the dead to tell us all. The legend of London East End’s most famous serial killer and the drama behind the women he murdered shape the plot of The Ripper’s 5. The musical promises to be a thrilling blend of historical facts and fiction, and is on stage at the London Fringe this September.

The Deptford Project are pushing the boundaries of hush with the launch of their outdoor silent cinema last week. Conceived by journalist Damian Barr, founder of the Starlite Urban Drive-In Cinema, a little part of darkest Deptford will be home to a mini gala of headphone-littered film showings.

I have often heard it said that in a city like London, networking is crucial. However the very word networking conjures up images of the manic swapping of business cards and the dreaded name badge. So when the London Insider was invited to Socialite Evenings, a social networking event, I felt compelled to investigate if the addition of social to the phrase “networking event” really makes any difference. And I have to say in the case of Socialite Evenings, yes, yes it does.

I have to admit that, above a certain age, to spend a Friday evening listening to a storyteller might not seem very tempting, but I do love tales. Regardless of their origin, a well-told tale is enthralling. They make you feel relaxed and cosy, even after a hectic day spent in the great but exhaustive city that London is.

Earlier this June, Daphne Todd won the BP Portrait Award 2010 for the best portrait, beating over 2,177 applicants around the world. Since then, a longlist of portraits have been available to view by the public at the National Portrait Gallery.

Visiting an art gallery is a high-brow activity, no? It’s something that I’ve always considered in the past. Before now, I had never visited an art gallery, which is shameful considering the multitude of such venues that we are blessed with here in London.

The Cockpit Theatre isn’t one of London’s best known, and it doesn’t come with West End glitz, but if the standard of performance of Next Door is anything to go by, it ought to be a must-visit destination. The inconspicuous theatre on the outskirts of Marylebone has a history dating back to 1969 when it was created by the Inner London Education Authority as a community theatre. It is now owned by Westminster City Council and run as part of the City of Westminster College.
Next Door is exemplary of the …