Woah!
What a week!
Just one big mahoosive blur of theatres, food and giggles........Mixed with a little alcohol, a Spanish boy called Juan who I have fallen for and most importantly.......Al!
Wednesday was a splurge. I arrived in London at 2pm and spent fucking ages trying to find my hostel. An hour later and I was sleeping! My alarm rudely awakened me at 5.40pm and I scrambled to get dressed and out the door on time for the theatre. Having not eaten all day apart from crumby plane food, my tummy was grumbley and I didn't feel too good. I perservered and made it to the Savoy for 7pm.
This was the first time in almost 3 months I had been to "Fiddler", so that little niggley feeling of excitement and anticipation had returned to my stomach! I was sat in row R in the stalls, great view, not too may heads and far enough back I was level with the stage.
The performance began with the all too familiar prologue and the famous "Tradition" circle, one of my favourite parts of the show.
"Matchmaker" and "Now I have Everything" were electric, I love love love the chemistry onstage between Al and Damian and the three girls work so well together. The whole performance was astounding, to the extent that I left the theatre shaking!
I made my way to the stage door as I aways do, I hadn't told Al or Damian I was coming, I thought I'd leave my visit as a surprise pleasant or not.
Damian was first to come out and he grinned when he clocked me. We said hellos, took a picture and then he left.
Al was next. She also grinned when she clocked me and I got scared we talked about Michigan and the cold and Saturday night..... oh oh oh and the tour la de da!
It was Damian's birthday so Happy Birthday Damian by the way!
We got a quickie pic too!
I left the theatre all fuzzy inside, if a little cold. I walked the long way back to my hostel along the embankment. The London Eye looks so beautiful at night. My mind was so mashed that I didnt think to take a picture of it!
I woke up at 4.45am on Thursday, ready to queue for "Hairspray" tickets. I got there at about 5.20am and set up camp. Camp being a sleeping bag, a pillow and a bin bag! I went straight to sleep and woke up around 8.15 am when I had been joined by some strange Japanese women and a family with smelly children [see previous entry].
I ended up with seat 21 for both shows :D I made my way home to my bed for a while to get warm and sleep for a bit.
I boiled myself in a shower for about 45 minutes and then primped and posed before making my way to the Shaftesbury for the matinee.
[revue of show in previous entry]
After the matinee I got a picture with the maestro that is Ellie Collett! yayness
And then my Nicky came out screaming "Oh my god Hayleeeeey"
I died a little inside!
Leanne came out shortly after and I grabbed her for a pic....not a huge fan but she's shall we say....ok?
That was the end of Thursday, I toddled off into Holborn, tired, yet enthused!
Friday was "Wicked" day and my body physically would not move out of bed. So I got up at 11 and minced down to the theatre for a student ticket.
Row P Seat 37 :(
The show did not astound me. Kerry seemed bored, the ensemble corpsed more than they fucking sang and Dianne Pilkington sang like she had a red hot poker up her arse!
NOT IMPRESSED!
That doesnt mean I don't still adore Kerry, she is a maestro but that performance was below national average!
Still managd to get a god awful picture though!
Olli was next and we just admired his butt lol!
Saturday I went straight to the Savoy for tickets and managed to get row E for the matinee and Row D of the dress circle for the evening I was well chuffed!
Most of the morning I spent wandering, exploring and taking pictures.
The Coolest Cake Shop in the Woooorld!
Caaaaaakkkkeee!
Mummy when I grow up I wanna be a freak like him!
Actors Church, Covent Garden.
The Royal Ballet Bridge on Floral Street.
Then, before I knew it it was time for the Matinee.
I took some cheekies!
The matinee ended and I went for some din dins, called my baby, spoke to my boy and then it was time for my tour.
To be really anal, none of which will be divulged into on this blog.
I saw a dead chicken, lots of carrots, the star of David, how the revolve works :) um...... backstage quick change rooms, lots of sleeping people, the baby, um... ziploc bags with beards in, costumes....woah they're so cool! Oh and I saw Al! obviously I noticed two things during this time; the stage is ALOT bigger than it looks, given that it is a relatively intimate theatre, and the thing that surprised me most of all is that EVERYTHING that stupid Sandra taught me at college, was put into practice in this production, from writing names on chairs, to having props on a props table etc etc.... I really thought Sandra was a luvvy and talked out her arse, I have officially been proven wrong! Anyway is was a fantastical experience. Thanks Al x
Before I knew it, the whole night was over, the final curtain had come down on what had been a huge part of my life the past two years. I waited at the stage door for Al to come up and say hi.
She did and it was lovely, she was tear stained from the most poignant "Far From the Home I Love" EVER! I watched her snap right at the end and suddenly there was the snot !
We talked and took the cutest picture ever.
Thanks for a fab week. ILY
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