Friday, 26 February 2010

The Hills are Alive...

Tonight will be a thing of great joy. I, along with four other complete saddos (a.k.a my best friends) are heading to Leicester Square for the Sing-a-long Sound of Music. Yes, it will be brilliant. Yes, I am dressing up as a brown paper package tied up with string. Yes, I will be singing out of tune. And no, I don't need the subtitles, as I already know the whole film off by heart.

D is slightly concerned that I am leading our unborn child astray (fortunately for H, he'll be safely tucked up in bed in Kennington) - but I view this as an education. How can you not love the film? The mighty Andrews teaching the children how to sing, and then the Captain taking on the Nazis? It's pure genius.

Wish all the poor people sitting around me the best of luck...

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