Bill of Bailey
Bill Bailey was fantastic. I won’t go into any details or attempt to pass his comedy over to you as it would fail to give any real insight into his performance. At one point I was in a lot of pain as I couldn’t breathe from laughing so much. There was a real mix in the audience which was nice to see.
What wasn’t so good was the self created problems I caused myself before the show. We had to leave quite early, so Maggie the baby sitter turned up before the kids had gone to bed. This, of course, meant Kid A had to stay up with the baby sitter, and then got quite upset when we left. As a result we left without any money. As luck would have it, Gina had her cash point card with her as we had lost the tickets to the gig and had to show what we had paid with. I had to run across town to a cash point machine, run back and grab some bottled water (the girl serving was giving out a lot of bottled water and each time she went to the back and had to explain it wasn’t chilled. There was an empty fridge just behind her, you work it out) and race into the theatre.
We were further delayed because instead of real tickets we had a written piece of paper with out seat numbers on which the usherette couldn’t read. I had to run out and find out what the girl at the ticket desk had written. It wasn’t doing my foot much good.
Afterward, I found out that in my haste I’d stuff the car park ticket into a back pocket and bent it in half. Of course, when we came to leave the machine wouldn’t take it, causing another run over to the car park ticket office. Still, when we got home, France had been knocked out so everything was right with the world.