Last night I went to see The Twits at the Royal Court Theatre.
The show itself was great, but I also enjoyed just being at the theatre! During the interval I overheard a boy explaining how he could write a better play, and minutes later saw his whole family heading home. Then upon returning to my seat, I passed a girl casting a torch up and down row I. Thinking nothing of it I shuffled along G, before picking out a piece of pink plastic by my foot. As I reached over returning her ring, I couldn't think of the last time I'd made someone so happy. Also, Janine Butcher from EastEnders was there.
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| The Twits, Quentin Blake, 1980 |
