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Half Term Pt1

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I’ve had a little mini holiday this half term and it wasn’t by mistake.

Thursday I headed to London, not for free though, thanks to Grand Central train being cancelled and having to get a much later train with another company.  Bummer!

Got the tube to my destination.  I can do without the tube TBH but it doesn’t scare me like it does some people.  I like to use it when I am in London just to remind myself that I’m lucky enough not to have to use it every day for work.

I met up with my sis and my two friends who had managed to find each other in a pub on Drury Lane and we all checked into the Travelodge before getting ready for a pre-dinner drink, then dinner, before the main event – Magic Mike Live.

What. Was. I. Thinking?  Have I turned into a cliche of a woman pushing 50? Treading water desperately to hold onto youth, vitality, attraction? Worrying that ever-encroaching decrepitude and eventual death are not that far into the future?  Or do I just admire the art form of the sculptured male physique via the medium of dance?

You tell me.

I do know that we were pretty terrified at how close we were to the stage. And rightly so when the show began.  No spoilers for the ‘storyline’, but suffice to say it was a bit like ‘Cats’ but with buff shirtless men crawling around and mounting you when you were least expecting it.

Unicorn stamp on the way in, which I can only assume contained LSD because reality was surely altered when those lads came on stage.  Money of joy fell from the ceiling and away we went amid speculation about how those conversations went down with the families.

“Good news Mum, I got a job in the West End”

“Wow, amazing! Can you get tickets for me, your dad and your gran?”

“Erm, No I’m not sure that’s going to work Mum!”

See also, “What do you do for a living then love?”  “I catch sweaty tee shirts thrown to me by fit, hench, possibly homosexual men twice a night”

 

 

 

 

That’s not me BTW – just to clarify.

Much cackling & whooping all round and agreeing that the show probably wouldn’t work if it was the likes of our own husbands, brothers, male pals etc in the cast.  Much love to Big Brew, JC & The Boy but….no…

Remember ladies.  Channing Tatum is inside all of us…

And I’ll leave that video clip and that thought with you girls.

 

 

 

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