Against the odds we arrived at the theatre with time to spare so we so we sat near the door in the bar so that we could people watch.
People watching is one of our regular pastimes. It's amazing what conclusions you can draw from the way they dress and the little snatches of conversation as they go by. Our favourite one of the night was from a boho type lady in her 40s to her more conventionally dressed friend: "....I like it, but after half an hour it makes my back ache...."
One of the men that came in was a snappily dressed black man, he was, at a conservative estimate, at least 6ft 4in tall and his hair seemed to defy gravity. I laughed and Mrs Red asked me what was so funny. "I'm just just thinking about the boor bugger who manages to get sat behind him" I said with a smile.
I wasn't smiling 20 minutes later. (What are the odds?)
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Fortunately there were a few empty seats, (Probably no-shows because of the floods) so we managed to move to where we could actually see the stage.
The show was 'The Pyjama Game' a musical based on the 1953 novel 7½ Cents by Richard Bissell.
I like musicals. Whoda thunk?
About 15 minutes in I noticed that the man playing one of the main characters had a right arm that was totally useless. it was quite wasted and just hung at his side like a rag but he was incredibly talented at animating it using his other hand. For instance he would throw it around a girl's waist and then hold it in place just like an embrace, and when they danced she would hold it up and twirl and it looked like he was holding her hand up.
I spent a while admiring the way the man with the crippled arm dealt with his disability and how unselfconscious he was about it, and then, I'm sure he would be pleased to know, I forgot all about it and just got on with enjoying the show.
Unneeded MOT sweeter for test man: £10
Meal at Prezzo's 2 for 1 courtesy of Meercat: £30
Theatre tickets to Pyjama Game: £34
42 years with Mrs Red: Priceless!
Love it. Happy belated anniversary both. Xx