Last night I was lucky enough to go and see 'Oliver' at the Theatre Royal, Drury Lane. The show itself was fantastic and although the theatre let itself down by charging £2.20 for a small bottle of water and never having heard of a thing called air conditioning, it was still the setting for the best moment of the day!
My partner Terri and I were accompanying my Mum, Dad, Auntie and Uncle to the show as birthday presents to both Terri and my Dad. We were sat right in the middle of our row, which brought with it the obvious ups and downs. The upside being that we had one of the best views in the house, the downside, we had people sitting either side of us which meant it was tough to get in and out of the row without disturbing anyone.
The other downside, as my Uncle Jeremy found out, was that you may be unlucky enough to sit next to someone that's, larger shall we say, than you. The theatre was very hot and at the interval he turned to us and complained about sitting next to this person as it was making him even hotter than the rest of us. When the family to Jeremy's left returned, they'd switched places and now sitting just a few small inches away from him was a very attractive 18-19 year old wearing a mini skirt. He turned again and simply said "it aint getting any easier is it"..
The collar was loosened and the use of a fan was most definately required. Classic!
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