Thumbing through a few of the new adult education brochures over a large cappucino with Marilyn - scriptwriting - singing - Egyptology - what to do, what to do? We want to go for the scriptwriting but what if it's cancelled after three weeks again like last year, it's too late to join in something else.
Marion called me as I'm rushing around readying myself for 'Hairspray'. "We're running late, we'll drive to the theatre instead of meeting the coach."
"Okidoke," I say and dutifully pass on the message. Then spend the entire journey worrying that I imagined it and I've left her and Terry wondering where the coach is! Never been so glad to see someone.
We arrive in time to have some food! Yay! And there's a tiny little bistro where the coach dropped us off, so in we go. They specialise in a quick service for theatre goers and very tasty too.
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