Glorious!
That was the name of the show Jenne and saw in Covent Garden, and it was...absurd. Glorious, funny, and absurd. I think we were the only people in the audience under 40. The primary joke - the worst singing the lead could manage. REALLY. And by the end, it was still funny. It was a truly glorious day, jaunting around London, being tourists, taking picts of book shops, the occasional sign, coffee shops and each other. aw. Nothing like a little narcicism.
Hey, look! The Charles Dickens Coffee House! What do you get when you mix ol' Chuck, and a big sign about Coffee? Cheese-ball tourist shots of course!
At a pub, awaiting "Glorious!" Do we look like siblings or what?!
Hey, look! The Charles Dickens Coffee House! What do you get when you mix ol' Chuck, and a big sign about Coffee? Cheese-ball tourist shots of course!
At a pub, awaiting "Glorious!" Do we look like siblings or what?!
posted by cindy at 1:58 AM
2 Comments:
Hey, you should update this page. You live closer to my parents' house than I do. Plus, I want to read more snippets about dentistry love stories and demonic stuffed animals.
Dankeshoen.
Cindy,
Your senior drama friends in Denver would like to hear from you.
Stuart
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