Tonight I Will Be Miss Saigon

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

I went for dinner this evening to Sylvesters with Mary Doll.

We had a great evening. The food was lovely and we shared a bottle of red wine. Mary Doll loves to chat. Really loves to chat. Our waitress knew exactly how Mary Doll felt about each course and was reliably informed that she was ‘a girl after her own heart’ EVERY time she came to top up the wine!

We headed off after dinner to see Miss Saigon. It was bloody brilliant. I absolutely loved it.

There is a brothel scene near the beginning with lots of very beautiful bikini clad girls. One of them did a handstand, opened her legs and a ping pong ball went flying across the stage. Mary Doll did not approve of this. She whispered that it borderline pornographic. When I say whispered, I mean stage whispered. Just loudly enough for anyone sitting within a 5m distance to hear. I asked how much market research she had done in order to make a fair comparison. Mary Doll did not approve of my question.

I actually cried for the last 10 mins of the show. It was so sad. I would like to blame it on the extra couple of glasses of wine we had during the performance but actually it’s because I am a complete sap.

I was on very chatty form when I got home. The Prince was delighted that I decided to stay up drinking tea and chatting with at him until 1am!

C