Emlékeimből

A vivid recollection of Budapest’s old National Theatre unfolds through the eyes of a former stagehand, who paints the building’s early twentieth‑century atmosphere with humor and detail. He describes the bustling ticket office, the quirky characters like the self‑styled “Kolozsi” clerk, and the makeshift décor of a courtyard framed by morus trees and splintered granite.

Interwoven with anecdotes about budding actors, eccentric patrons, and the theater’s gradual modernization, the memoir captures the everyday challenges of lighting, heating and crowd‑control before gas illumination finally arrived. The narrative offers a light‑hearted yet affectionate portrait of a cultural landmark in transition, inviting listeners to imagine the creaking balconies, the scent of fresh ink, and the lively debates that once filled its walls.