what was left from our dinner |
Never let it be said that I never get taken out! John took me for a meal at 'The Glass Blower' in Glasshouse street where for the first time we were served by an english waiter. Then to a very cramped seat in the gorgeous little Criterion theatre where I sat behind a chap with a huge head so by the end of the evening I felt quite dizzy from shifting around to get a sight of the action. It is very well done but an old romantic preferred the film version- and the handsome Hannay sweeping the girl up in his arms as he strides the Yorkshire moors. Thanks to Emily who treated us to the tickets- and the lovely stodgy meal
view from our table |
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