WICKED IS WICKED

I had a smashing time in London on Saturday. As part of my Christmas present hubby bought me tickets to see the musical Wicked.


This brilliant show is held at the Apollo Theatre in Victoria. Built in 1930 its original use was as a cinema. It is a most wonderful Art Deco building and the interior was designed to resemble an underwater fairy cavern with wonderful lights resembling stalactites and lots of wonderful chrome. A lot of the theatre has been restored to its former glory and it is now a Grade 2 listed building.   I tried to take some photos of the interior but unfortunatly my camera was not up to the job as the lighting in the auditorium was not that bright.

 
 

 

For all of you who love the story of the Wizard of Oz this is an absolute must. It tells the story of the friendship between two girls who attend the Wizard School – Glinda the popular blond and Elphaba the misunderstood green girl who becomes the Wicked Witch of the West. Suffice to say not all is at it seems in Oz, but I won’t tell you the story line as it would spoil it for those who want to see it....

The musical numbers are great, the scenery and costumes are awesome and all I can say is WICKED IS WICKED.

BENTLEY PRIORY SHOW

I woke up so early this morning – turned over looked at the clock at it was 4.45...tossed and turned for a while and decided to get up and carry on sorting out MORE goodies to take to the fair. I only realised the day before just how big a scale this fair was....really must pay more attention and suddenly began panicking will I have enough stock, then reason took over and my little brain told me WHAT YOU HAVENT GOT YOU CANT SELL.

Hubby then joined me and gave me an early Christmas present that he thought might be useful – a trolley on wheels, useful I could have hugged him to death, anyone else would have been upset but I was elated, that will save my poor back – good thinking Batman.

We arrived nice and early and as you can see Bentley Priory is an impressive venue, the biggest I have shown in, no village hall this one. Bentley Priory is where the Battle of Britain was planned.

Outside on the lawn was a Hurricane and a Spitfire. When you look at how small they were and yet they helped us to win the war I cannot help but marvel at the skill and the courage of the airmen that flew in them.

 

 

 

  We set up the table taking a leisurely time about it and we received lots of wonderful comments.

It was a long day and lots of people came through the doors including Ann’s Aunt and Uncle who made a special trip out to support us – thank you to them.When we got home our grandchildren were there waiting for us as we were having them overnight whilst Mum and Dad went to a party and the first words that greeted Hubby were “Mints” umm think that he might be getting too many sweets from old Mr Soft touch........