We all laugh about the country and living here. But sometimes things are just a little bit wrong.
A well known festival about some famous Bard is annually held in a nearby town. The sound of a traditional Tudor Banquet with food, wine & entertainment sounded good enough for V & I, and the fact that Crockett would be there (and his lovely family) and we would enjoy ourselves to the max.
But Richard III, watery soup in a shallow bowl and a MEAT PIE was just ridiculous. Vman was so mad I thought he'd punch the table, and I was so mad I just HAD to eat the MEAT PIE to get our $30 a head money's worth. Total Shit. And what's with the AMATEUR theatre company (but they are from melbourne, so they must be unreal) doing totally shit shakespeare (some couldn't even pronounce their lines er er art thou)? Richard the Third is so very bland and boring.
Anyways, we laughed and laughed and laughed and left at half time. Ha Ha.
While Sat. night was so annoying, last night was brilliant, laughing and 'conversations' at K&G's in Briag. K's so funny - and Vman gave him the Cabaret photos he got framed up and K couldn't stop smiling, his eyes were twinkling. Cute!