Miss Saigon

As a thank-you for successfully completing the recent relocation project at work, I received a pair of tickets to see Miss Saigon at Her Majesty’s Theatre this weekend.

Sara was really looking forward to it but, having never liked musicals, I was less impressed with the idea.

Nonetheless we decided to make a weekend of it, so I booked us a nice room at the Radisson on Flagstaff Gardens.

Despite my reservations, the show was absolutely spectacular and we thoroughly enjoyed it. =d>

Afterwards we retired to the Elephant & Wheelbarrow (Tetley’s and Boddies on draught) and then made our way to Carlton for a nice meal (Lygon St is a bit like Rusholme’s curry mile, but they’re all Italian restaurants rather than Indians). 🙂

Today we just pottered around Queen Vic market, enjoying the winter sunshine and live entertainment. b-)

Bernard Righton

I’ve got three days off work to compensate for working 30+ hours last weekend. I intend to laze around, doing as little as possible.

Today I’ve tidied up the house, played computer games and caught up with the internet.

I’ve just downloaded bought the new Happy Mondays CD, Uncle Dysfunktional. It’s pretty good actually, hard to believe it’s about 15 years since their last album. I’ve also listened to John Shuttleworth’s Yamaha Years, which made me chuckle.

I’ve just learned that Bernard Manning has died. Half of me thinks “Good riddance, you fat, bitter racist” but I have to admit that he did make me laugh occasionally. He was a proper stand-up comic, with great timing and enough material to insult anyone, from any background. He raised a lot of money for charity too, apparently.

I never managed a visit to the “World Famous Embassy Club” in Harpurhey, but I enjoyed the re-runs of “The Comedians” and “The Wheeltappers & Shunters” over the years.

Edit: Oh, I once saw him at that garden centre near the Norton Grange hotel in Castleton a few years ago. He was buying a Christmas tree, trying to shove it in the back of his Rolls Royce. With hindsight I could’ve helped him, but it was very funny watching him struggle.

Sparkling Shiraz!

Yesterday, whilst looking for a nice bottle of white wine in the fridges at Dan Murphy’s, I noticed they had a section for “Chilled Reds”. :-\

Now I’m quite partial to a glass or three of red, especially with half-decent labels such as Wolf Blass, Penfolds, Hardys and Brown Brothers costing only £2.50-£4.00 per bottle out here. But chilled… and even sparkling reds? Hmm. I had to give this a try. :-??

Apparently Aussies enjoy the odd drop of sparkling red, so there was plenty of choice. Not knowing a good one from a bad one, I plumped for a bottle of Seppelt’s Sparkling Shiraz.

It was different, to say the least. First impressions are that it’s a bit like alcoholic fizzy vimto, but after the initial shock it’s not at all bad. I imagine it would be nice at a barbecue on a hot day. It went down a little too quickly though. @-) ~o)

Sightseeing in Sydney

Last Monday was a public holiday here in Australia, to celebrate your Queen’s birthday. Gawd bless her. <):) Unfortunately I had to work over the long weekend up in Sydney, finishing off a relocation project that I've been working on since January. Sara flew up to join me on Friday afternoon, pottering about in Parramatta and chilling out at the hotel when I had to work. |-) Having put in very long hours on Friday and Saturday, I took Sunday off to do a bit of sightseeing with Sara. Even though this was my 10th trip to Sydney I've never really done anything touristy, so we hopped on the train to Circular Quay and wandered about Darling Harbour taking in all the sights. The weather was pretty good, considering it's the middle of winter down under. We had pre-booked a table at the trendy Cafe Sydney restaurant, situated on the top floor of Customs House with spectacular views of the bay, Harbour Bridge and Opera House. It was the perfect lazy Sunday atmosphere; we spent a relaxing couple of hours, people-watching whilst enjoying live jazz music and absolutely superb food. =p~

After lunch we took another stroll around the quayside, taking in some of the street performers (I even got roped in to participate in one show!) and had a few alfresco drinks along the Opera House concourse. It felt like being on holiday. b-)

Sara flew back on Monday but I stayed until Thursday (Wednesday night was some big “State of Origin” rugby event, Parramatta was heaving). Enjoyable though it was, hopefully that’ll be my last trip to Sydney for a while. #:-s