It is with great sadness that I admit I am not permitted to enter theatre auditoriums
This year I will (again) watch others in their festive garb, giggling on their return home about what the principle boy did to the nasty 'man' in the frock.
Thankfully only my short term thingmy wotsit has been affected by my old erm erm whatever. At least then I will be able to sit here alone with my Ovaltine tm
(other hot beverages are available). while my own family speed away to our local production of Cinders.
I will fondly remember those halcyon days not so long ago when a great night out was not preceeded by the kids announcing ''Your'e not coming are you mum? you show us up''!
Oh well never mind eh, at least I will be alone in the house. The heating's on full & there's a bonanza of spirits in the pantry.
<bliss> ............ now where is that bottle opener?
Suffering a fondness for odd things.
“ Though the mills of God grind slowly;
Yet they grind exceeding small;
Though with patience he stands waiting,
With exactness grinds he all. ”