Welcome to my perfumed garden

alibongo and me. It was good. Very. But cold, very  (theatre in an ice-hockey venue. Why???). Crack Fox! Eels!! Tony Harrison!!! That silvery simpleton The Moon! But Rich Fulcher stole the show. I can now dance like Bob Fossil (feed those chickens! Where were you last night?) I have been within pissing distance of The Hitcher and witnessed the 'orrible grisly murder of an 'Oney monster by means of a giant hair dryer 

And then we came home and watched Call of the Yeti on DVD

::sigh:: The Life, she is good sometimes.