I haven’t been privileged enough to see Woolf Works at the Royal Opera House (living in the North of England)but I have been privileged enough to see it at a small, local cinema with cosy arm chairs and sofas where hot drinks are served in ‘proper’ cups and saucers and a cheeky glass of red wine can be enjoyed in situ during the interval. I was immersed from the start with Darcy Bussell et al giving background and context to the ballet. For me, it evoked emotions and feelings of VW’s works which I found hypnotic. I was riveted for the whole three hours.