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Post by everso on May 4, 2009 20:26:48 GMT
That's nothing. We went to see Babes in the Wood at the Palladium a year or so after Cinderella, and Cannon and Ball, together with Rod Hull and Emu were starring. I saw Rod Hull and Emu! with Larry Grayson. The one I remember best is John Inman - Mother Goose - and a comedy ballet act he did as the prima ballerina putting the male dancers' hands in rude places, and a lady sitting beside us who was a dwarf and my mum had to keep telling us not to stare. Aren't kids awful? Our son, Matt, was the worst. Mr. E. was in Boots with him once when he was a little boy, and a bald man happened to be standing next to them in the queue. Matt just had to say "Dad, that man's a baldy" in a loud voice. Mr. E., thoroughly embarrassed, scolded Matt who got a bit upset. 'Bugger me,' said Mr. E. (telling me all about it when they got home) 'if the very same bloke didn't crop up in another shop we went into. In an effort to make amends, Matt said in another loud voice "Dad, Dad, that man's NOT a baldy" Another time, a chap with only one leg and on crutches was walking towards us in the shopping precinct. As we passed, we looked around and there was Matt holding one leg up behind himself, hopping along.
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Post by gIant on May 6, 2009 17:54:01 GMT
I love musicals. I have seen Cats, Starlight Express and Les Mis. I enjoyed them all. However, I was taken to see Miss Saigon once and can honestly say I have never sat through a more depressing and boring show!
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Post by trubble on May 6, 2009 19:35:34 GMT
lol
I saw Mamma Mia, the show, and it was sh-t. And the audience were nutters, falling over themselves laughing and applauding and clutching their Mamma Mia T-Shirts. We faked a discussion about a fake phone call emergency and left and everyone around us stared at us in a most evil manner. I thought I was in the Twilight Zone and about to be killed by zombies.
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Post by trubble on May 6, 2009 19:38:29 GMT
"Why is her face so hairy?" - Mini-Trub 1995 and we were in a car together for the next 40 miles, that poor, poor, 16 year old hairy faced girl.
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Post by everso on May 7, 2009 10:35:06 GMT
That's one thing that puts me off. Fine when it's voluntary but there's always the dread of these types that drag people up on public view or start interacting and I'd never know what I'm supposed to do. I am always trying to get in on the act but they never choose me. Edit: I lie! I just remembered a street act the summer before last that picked me to be the victim of a lap dance. I just put my head in my lap and prayed for it to be over. I would have enjoyed it more but I had a daughter and niece with me that were vomiting at the thought of anyone doing that to me. Kids ruin your life! If you ever get picked on, all you have to do is stand there and smile and don't try to outwit them, Piffle. But that's not the participation I was thinking of so much as being brought into a world and being immersed in something for a couple of hours that's not interupted by popcorn and isn't repeatable and you're there right beside the person talking to you from stage. When you leave the theatre (if it was good, I stress again) you have been somewhere else and you are enriched by it. Films don't quite get you to the same place, you leave the cinema and say ''now what will we do?''. I suppose every now and then a film manages it but theatre touches me more. John Hurt in Krapp's Last Tape for example. I saw the film and the live performance. Both exactly the same but the it was the theatre that left me with food for thought and a buzz and feeling that I'd done something, not just seen something. I suppose that might have been because he threw his banana skin right at me. I trust you still have it. Maybe you could flog it on eBay
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Post by everso on May 7, 2009 10:36:49 GMT
I love musicals. I have seen Cats, Starlight Express and Les Mis. I enjoyed them all. However, I was taken to see Miss Saigon once and can honestly say I have never sat through a more depressing and boring show! We saw Starlight Express years ago. A great show - but not a good idea if you have a headache!
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Post by everso on May 7, 2009 10:38:33 GMT
"Why is her face so hairy?" - Mini-Trub 1995 and we were in a car together for the next 40 miles, that poor, poor, 16 year old hairy faced girl. I didn't know you knew Aviatrix when she was 16.
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Post by riotgrrl on May 7, 2009 11:10:05 GMT
Moderator's Warning for Mrs Everso: We don't talk about other boards and posters here. It decreases the fluff factor.
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Post by everso on May 7, 2009 11:26:40 GMT
Moderator's Warning for Mrs Everso: We don't talk about other boards and posters here. It decreases the fluff factor. mea culpa ;D
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Post by motorist on May 7, 2009 11:31:16 GMT
everso naughty! Where's the spank button? ;D
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Post by everso on May 7, 2009 13:06:36 GMT
everso naughty! Where's the spank button? ;D
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