I’m getting behind. So this was Sunday. Things I am grateful for:
3. My Mum’s chicken pie.
We went to the pantomime in the afternoon. It’s an unusual one the Spalding affair. Every so nearly a perfect panto but with an audience who can’t quite commit to the things you are supposed to shout out. “Do you want to sing the song everyone?” A Halfhearted “Yes” from the audience. “Well we are doing it anyway” came the smiling if resigned response (I think they’ve done this show at least 20 times already.
The costumes are good one minute (great in the case of the two ugly sisters) but falling apart slightly another (I swear I could see gaffa tape on the fairy). A paper mache pumpkin one minutes, an animated flying horse and carriage the next. It’s a bit bonkers. But the girls faces – in particular Phoebe’s – showed that it was truly the best pantomime in the world. And cheesy though it is, watching them light up is the happiest I can be.
Phoebe didn’t realise the dames were boys. Although to be fair they both had way better legs than I do and the ability to walk in startlingly high heels so it’s an easy mistake to make…