Thursday, November 13, 2008

So...

...Barnum was OK. But oh my God, the politics of the amateur dramatic world! Jim, God bless him, was virtually poached on the night!

Remembrance was lovely apart from the fact that we got there a little late and missed all the marching uniforms. Next time go early I think, see the soldiers, shut up for 2 minutes and then skip off for a coffee before all the hypocrisy/religion kicks off.

What else? Spoke to Mrs T this week. She's fine and dandy and may be in Manchester for my leaving do (30/01 for anyone filling out next year's diary). Mr T is fine as well. As is the dog. Went to see the new Bond with Gill last night. Not bad (although not as good as Casino Royale). DC is still v v gorgeous though. Especially after he's been roughed up a little. Yum!

Saw a builder on Tuesday. Going to give me a quote. We'll see.

Late drink with DD tonight followed by tomorrow night in London, Saturday night in Eastbourne and Sunday night in Brighton. As I said before, busy, busy, busy. That's all. J x

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