I can’t seem to stop quoting Hamlet.
Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark? when looking for my cat…
Gertrude, do not drink! upon hearing the tale of a mischievous youth who peed into a can of Sprite, which someone’s Mom, I am sorry to report, then lifted to her innocent lips…
There is nothing good or bad but thinking makes it so… when contemplating Hitman Agent 47.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be. Do not forget, stay out of debt! Sung to the Toreador song from Carmen. Oops, sorry. That’s Gilligan’s Island.
Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats… when paying bills from our trip to London.
This is fun. That’s a good picture of him too.
Thanks! I never dreamed I would enjoy a movie like “Hitman Agent 47” but it taught me not to listen to reviews. He has a fun role in it and more screen time than usual 🙂
Oh good. That does sound promising!
I hope that was the price of both tickets! jesus, mary and joseph!!!!! i better not tell you how much i paid….. But you know what the good thing is? Or at least how i deal with the ticket prices stuff; because i have to buy at least 3-4 months in advance, more often more than that actually by the time i get to see stuff i have long forgotten about the price and just enjoy myself! 🙂 And i have learned never to add up what i spend on tickets in a year 🙂 Did i have fun? Yes! Did things enrich and challenge me? Yes! Then it is all good and it was worth it 🙂
OMG, so glad he didn’t shave his head, it would be pity for that healthy head of hair he has and i am not sure bold would suit him 🙂 I much prefer the hairy look, beard included 🙂
What is it with the pee thing?? Here at festivals apparently acts which are not loved get bottles of the thing thrown at them. Yuck! Maybe i am old fashioned but there are better ways to show disapproval, this is just not on.
Your cat is sooo beautiful!! I grew up with them around the house and garden but never thought i had a soft spot for them. Until i met Guylty’s cats! And fund them utterly adorable! Now one of them is sadly lost and i can’t stop thinking how friendly she was to me, how she wanted to play and above all how she sat in my lap while i was stroking her and talking to Guylty. I really missed her when i got back home and for the first time i found myself pondering if i could have one Although i know perfectly well i can’t because i am away too much :-(((( But the idea that she is lost just makes me anxious and very sad :-(((
Yes, I am sad about the cat too. We are “cat people” and my heart breaks a little every time I hear of one being lost.
I don’t think Mr. H. has ever had to play a bald character, thank goodness. It would certainly be a different look for him and not one I want to see! When a man has a beautiful head of hair, especially at his age, it’s something to celebrate 🙂
I’m afraid that was the price of ONE ticket. I’ve paid very high prices before, for Broadway tickets, but never quite this much, and always for real premium seats, not “premium” seats three rows from the back of the house during previews. I know there were returns at much lower prices, but during the window of time we were in Amsterdam, it was take these or don’t go. I went, and I don’t regret one penny of that money. I have memories of the evening that are worth twice that much and more 🙂
I am glad you do! And they would be also the price of really good opera tickets too 🙂 You are right this time and under the circumstances it was these or none and i think you made the right choice. Next time you come to London i’ll handle the ticket buying! :-)))) It is all in the advance planning, sadly with theatre things sometimes you find out way too late. But i think this was the exception, normally we do find out about the cast before tickets go on sale and i think this will remain the exception, thankfully! 🙂
I never though i would be a cat lady, honestly! Maybe because when we had pets we had a house and garden and they weren’t allowed everywhere but there was a big house for them to be in. We had a summer kitchen which was always warm and a barn and sheds and things 🙂 The sitting and bedroom were no go. And i’ve never had a chance to be around animals so much since we had to move because they demolished the house (crazy communism). Always lived in a flat since and travelled too much to consider pets. I think i fell in lobe with G’s cats as soon as i met them without even realising it. Maybe i am a cat lady after all! 🙂 Must be something since i started thinking of there was a shelter close by and i could go and spend some time with them there even if it wouldn’t be good to have one…
Yes, it’s very good for shelter cats to have visitors, and you would enjoy it, though it can be heartbreaking not to be able to take each and every one home. I am on the board of our shelter and I know they are terribly lonely and starved for love. Cats do not thrive in shelters and the ones who have been there a long time have trouble trusting anyone again.
Yes, normally I would have bought my tickets the minute they came on sale. This case was unusual because of the late casting announcement and the stardom of Mr. Cumberbatch. I have been known to make donations to a theater or buy a membership just to have access to good seats… but I donate to my local theatre group too. I think Mr. H. would approve, it’s in a good cause 🙂
Your cat is PURRRfection! 🙂 Mr. H bald? No, no, no, please!
I guess Barbican has literally made a mountain of money with this Hamlet
Yes, I am sure that the producer, Sonia Friedman, doesn’t care what the critics say since she is raking in the dough. And it’s not going to hurt Lindsay Turner’s reputation either.
Jerome sends a purr of thanks! He’s a diva, and he just loves compliments 🙂
LOL about the baldness. When I heard Mr. H. was going to be in “Hitman,” I remarked that for once I was grateful he didn’t have the lead!
I’m pretty sure that Gilligan’s Island was my first introduction to Shakespeare. God, can you imagine the shock I had when I actually saw what it was supposed to be like? I definitely lived a sheltered life.
(and now I can’t get Carmen out of my head)
That’s the problem with the Toreador song. Total ear worm. My introduction to high culture was the same as yours, apparently–Gilligan’s Island and Bugs Bunny cartoons with the Barber of Seville 🙂