Excellent. I wasn't even sure you were still in this city... weren't you in France at some point?
I suppose the Saturday is the one occasion when we might just sell out (the theatre seats about 60), but let me know how many tickets you want, and I'll reserve them on the door.
Please feel free to bring family, friends, everyone you ever met, and anyone smaller than you that you can bully into coming en route.
Posted by: Andrew at January 14, 2006 02:21 PM
Frence? You must be mistaking me for someone else. I've been in Mallorca for a while, but it's well over ten years since I ast visited france for more than it takes a non-stop train to get from Italy to Port Bou.
One of my new years' resolutions is to get out more. but then again, one my resolutions is to blog more. Or at all. I'm fairly certain I can mange thefirst one, let's see now how I can do with the second one. :)
Seems like I am coming - and we haven't even met! haha
Posted by: at January 15, 2006 09:43 PM
Most likely, Moof - I sometimes mistake myself for someone else, so the rest of the world hasn't a chance. Be good to see you there, anyway - find me and make yourself known. And then join us for the post-show drinks.
As for the mysterious "we haven't even met" - how can you be so sure? Do you recall a mysterious black marketeer and smuggler called Otto, with whom you used to dine and plot and play for biscuit gain at the Old Pizzle in Dover?
Yo - am coming for Saturday or Friday night and bringing flatmate, his mate Mark who now lives in Madrid and a girl who I've not met before who is moving to Madrid at beginning of February.
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Oh go on, then. Why not? It's not every day you get an englsih play performed in this city.
Added to the Treo, though it'll probably end up being the Saturday.
Do we need to pre-book tickets?
Excellent. I wasn't even sure you were still in this city... weren't you in France at some point?
I suppose the Saturday is the one occasion when we might just sell out (the theatre seats about 60), but let me know how many tickets you want, and I'll reserve them on the door.
Please feel free to bring family, friends, everyone you ever met, and anyone smaller than you that you can bully into coming en route.
Frence? You must be mistaking me for someone else. I've been in Mallorca for a while, but it's well over ten years since I ast visited france for more than it takes a non-stop train to get from Italy to Port Bou.
One of my new years' resolutions is to get out more. but then again, one my resolutions is to blog more. Or at all. I'm fairly certain I can mange thefirst one, let's see now how I can do with the second one. :)
Seems like I am coming - and we haven't even met! haha
Most likely, Moof - I sometimes mistake myself for someone else, so the rest of the world hasn't a chance. Be good to see you there, anyway - find me and make yourself known. And then join us for the post-show drinks.
As for the mysterious "we haven't even met" - how can you be so sure? Do you recall a mysterious black marketeer and smuggler called Otto, with whom you used to dine and plot and play for biscuit gain at the Old Pizzle in Dover?
Yo - am coming for Saturday or Friday night and bringing flatmate, his mate Mark who now lives in Madrid and a girl who I've not met before who is moving to Madrid at beginning of February.
See? You ask, I deliver...
Yippee! Hazel gets a gold star. She's an example to you all.
Indeed I cannot be sure - I may or may not have been there as the waitress