So I booked tickets for my friend and I to see the Mousetrap on Friday 12th July at 7.30. The tickets arrived yesterday and I was about to file them in a safe place (that I will probably forget) when I saw the message PLEASE CHECK YOUR TICKETS. I so nearly ignored this as usual but something just made me check whilst laughing at myself for bothering. Just as well I did – I appear to have booked the matinee on Saturday 13th! I’m sure in is their mistake but we’ll go with it 🤣🤣
#theatre #shows #ditzy #mistakes #Norwich #themousetrap
Watching Blues Brothers tonight in Aretha Franklin scene and I say:
“I bet that bloke at the back is really playing that trumpet and he hardly gets notice.
Mark: Playing what?
Me: oh the trombone
Mark: the what?
Me: A saxophone …?
Bingo. Third time lucky. All hail to Lou Marini for teaching me my instruments!
Me: Mark. You will have a missed call from me. Just ignore it
Me: Mark I rang you accidentally
Me; Mark. Mark. Did you hear me?
Mark: Yes. You told me to ignore you
Off to the flicks tonight but was early and decided to have a swift half of Suffolks best – Aspal Cyder, in a glass with ice. Thought this would be far better for me than a wine. That was until it was served half poured in my glass – from a 500ml bottle. Spoons don’t do it on draught. Half an hour later, I’m walking through Lowestoft town, trying to conceal half a bottle of Aspal and not look like a drunk. I somehow managed to do this, ask and pay for my ticket, go up to the Marina bar and take a plastic cup and sneakily decant the cider into it and sit sipping it at the bar whilst waiting for my cinema buddie.
We take our seats and just as the movie – Their Finest – starts, I wonder if my mobile is on silent. I rummage and find it and cannot see if it is on silent or not and decide it will be easier just to turn it off. I press and hold the button and Siri loudly announces “Sorry Corinna I did not get that”. Bugger wrong sodding button.
Went to see Sam Bailey at The Marina Theatre in Lowestoft. Whilst watching the support acts, I kept wondering why a girl with Leicester roots and, who doesn’t sing country songs, would have a cowboy hat propped up at the side of the drums. When she came on, the hat began to move and I realised it was a strange shaped light. It’s all an illusion ………
One day I exited our back garden via the gate with my brother. We started walking down an alleyway, which was on a downward slope, and I was amazed at a gigantic green cactus in one of the gardens. How could this happen in England? I was in awe. Perhaps it’s artificial? Or perhaps it’s a collapsed whirly line with a bright green cover …
One night I was stood in the garden with Geri whilst she had a ciggie. It was a lovely clear night and the stars were bright, I was awe struck by the biggest and lowest stars I had ever seen. They were so clear and spellbinding and there were two of them symmetrical to each corner of my garden fence. I called Mark out to take in this wonderful piece of nature, only for him to blow it all out of the water and explain they were street lights from the road behind the trees at the end of the garden.