Salad Days

I am on holiday for two weeks but the old man isn't.

I shall not grumble because he is squeezing excursions with me into his schedule.

This evening, we caught the 16:15 from Chippenham to Bath (easier to go by train than to crawl into Bath by car).

We had dinner and then went to the Theatre Royal to see whatever they were showing. It happened to be "Salad Days".

Some wonderful songs, singers, dancers and perfomances but what a bizarre plot!!! It seemed to go on for ever and involved a magic piano, very posh people and a flying saucer! 

Our train back was at 10:15 and we dashed through the rain to reach the station just in time to see our train pull away. 

Home soon enough and Mr Hedgehog was on the drive again.