Caught in a Celluloid Jam

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

Tonight I accompanied Luke, Alicia, Manda and Jefe to "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" at the Embassy cinema.

"We should've got dressed up," said everyone when we got there. There were so many people wandering around in underwear. 

I was PLANNING to go as The Narrator, but because no-one else could agree we all ended up going as ourselves. 

Nevertheless, it was great fun! We were supplied with a goodie bag containing playing cards, glo-sticks, party hats, rice, newspaper, streamers and toilet roll. 

The show was prefaced and intermission-ed with live versions of the songs from Eddie, Brad, Janet, Riff-Raff and of course Frank N. Furter.

"Oh my god, there is so much RICE in my bra!" complained Manda when the show was over. For some reason she seemed to cop the worst of the things being thrown. Someone threw a toilet roll directly at her head. 

But we all agreed that the evening was a success. God bless Lily Saint Cyr.

S.