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Aladdin and birthday
Jan. 8th, 2005 03:21 pmWell. first we speak of birthday.
Which started with some interesting pressies, but I'm convinced mum wants me to be more girly, since they included hair straighteners. Considering I'm normally the type who's attitude to hair care is 'brushing is fine', I ponder. She's always asking if I want stuff like this. Christ. i spend money on makeup and moisturiser and soap, not haircare torture devices!
Anyway, met Meg and Dee plus the bloke at Euston, ate in pub, scared the boy with talk of wholesome hobbit threesomes, then bade our farewells to Dee. Went to Carnaby Street, getting lost a few times, (fear my lack of sense of direction! fear it!) then went Covent Garden and on the way, Orbital Comics, which has moved to Charing Cross Road. We and two other comics geeks found this out at the same time all going 'aaargh!' and then 'right, who can figure out this map?'. Then went Covent Garden, for a bit of meandering, money, and watching pretty tap dancing boys. mmm. Then pub for sit-down and drink, then trying to navigate the evil that is the pedestrian bit of Tower Hill station outside, with added navigation by phone for others once we'd got there....
Had long, animated discussion over food at Wagamama's, and the staff gave us money off due to us being noisy, adding twelve people to hat is normally a quiet night, and creating atmosphere and several of us having three courses. As well as immense amounts of green tea and tap water. :g: Then Horseshoe Inn, for quiet and relaxing drink and 'what is the most disgusting alcopop you have?'
Aladdin. With Ian McKellen as Widow Twanky. There are no words. Really. Ten costume changes, each more outrageous than the last (special mention to the Abba one and the sixties ones - Sir Ian surprisingly has amazing legs), boring princess, incredibly cute and bouncy Joe McFadden as Aladdin, Hello boys and girls! And... older boys and girls' (85% audience over 20) most hissable villain ever in shape of Abbernazer (with an evil laugh that went on for a good five minutes in the second act - we're very impressed), jokes that had us in stitches, true adherence to the formula that is panto, singalong with pull-down sheet (dad is pouting because there was no bouncing ball or pointer used), and one of the most classic pieces of decorating slapstick ever. Beg, borrow or steal, bitches.
Which started with some interesting pressies, but I'm convinced mum wants me to be more girly, since they included hair straighteners. Considering I'm normally the type who's attitude to hair care is 'brushing is fine', I ponder. She's always asking if I want stuff like this. Christ. i spend money on makeup and moisturiser and soap, not haircare torture devices!
Anyway, met Meg and Dee plus the bloke at Euston, ate in pub, scared the boy with talk of wholesome hobbit threesomes, then bade our farewells to Dee. Went to Carnaby Street, getting lost a few times, (fear my lack of sense of direction! fear it!) then went Covent Garden and on the way, Orbital Comics, which has moved to Charing Cross Road. We and two other comics geeks found this out at the same time all going 'aaargh!' and then 'right, who can figure out this map?'. Then went Covent Garden, for a bit of meandering, money, and watching pretty tap dancing boys. mmm. Then pub for sit-down and drink, then trying to navigate the evil that is the pedestrian bit of Tower Hill station outside, with added navigation by phone for others once we'd got there....
Had long, animated discussion over food at Wagamama's, and the staff gave us money off due to us being noisy, adding twelve people to hat is normally a quiet night, and creating atmosphere and several of us having three courses. As well as immense amounts of green tea and tap water. :g: Then Horseshoe Inn, for quiet and relaxing drink and 'what is the most disgusting alcopop you have?'
Aladdin. With Ian McKellen as Widow Twanky. There are no words. Really. Ten costume changes, each more outrageous than the last (special mention to the Abba one and the sixties ones - Sir Ian surprisingly has amazing legs), boring princess, incredibly cute and bouncy Joe McFadden as Aladdin, Hello boys and girls! And... older boys and girls' (85% audience over 20) most hissable villain ever in shape of Abbernazer (with an evil laugh that went on for a good five minutes in the second act - we're very impressed), jokes that had us in stitches, true adherence to the formula that is panto, singalong with pull-down sheet (dad is pouting because there was no bouncing ball or pointer used), and one of the most classic pieces of decorating slapstick ever. Beg, borrow or steal, bitches.
