Stuart Lee

Last night we saw Stuart Lee at the Leicester Square Theatre. We were in the second row from the front. It was a really funny show! Stuart Lee was in great form. The only thing that was annoying was that I was sitting next to a woman who had been brought along by her partner, and who was obviously not into his brand of comedy.

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Romeo and Juliet at the Troxy

Last night Helen’s choir – Some Voices – performed Romeo and Juliet at the Troxy in Limehouse. It was a superb show – really atmospheric and the music was excellent!

The show was based on Baz Luhrmann’s version of Romeo and Juliet. The audience was divided into the Montagues and the Capulets. The Montagues were wearing Hawaiian shirts – surf-casual dress. The Capulets were wearing red and black, with a more formal Spanish gangster look. We filed in to the Troxy in different queues depending on whether we were Capulets or Montagues.

The choir sung songs based on the movie and there were actors and dancers performing key scenes. It was a true spectacle!

“Nevermore” quoth the Paperclip

I sit at my keyboard tapping, many formats o’er lapping, searching for a template for a letter to Lanore.

Lanore, my Facebook friend long-standing, but my distance she’s demanding, a restraining order landing, with the full force of the law.

So I’m at the keyboard thinking, with my broken heart a-sinking, trying to find the words to reconnect with lost Lenore.

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Squid Wars

Another flash story, this one written in about 30 minutes. Any resemblence to real life characters is purely coincidental (no shotgun blasts to the face for me, thank you very much).

“Red Leader, you are cleared for attack”. How did I find myself here; a marine biologist attacking an American space station armed with a squid?

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You, me and her

Life was so much simpler when it was just the two of us. We’d explore such avenues of thought together, you and I. Walking arm in arm through the boulevards of well-established fact before ducking down a muddy alley and romping in the puddles of the arcane. I came to trust you, to lean on you, to depend on you. And you never let me down. Whatever I needed, you could always lay your hands on it. You gave me everything.

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