Woman in Black ...and then 7 hours later

Long time no blog...

Right, things have been great. Have been too busy to write, or too happy to write, or just too bloody lazy to write.
All is well anyway. Been keeping busy and life is just really good at the moment.

Since last time, I've been to London twice. Once with Steve to see the "Festival of Rememberance" at Royal Albert Hall and once with Sarah to see "Woman in Black" at the Fortune theatre near Covent Garden. Both nights were excellent.
The Festival of Rememberance made a bigger impression on me than I could even have forseen. When the first video-clip shown on the massive screens around the hall ended with a father and one of his 28 year old twins, talked about the other son (twin) dying at a roadside attack in Iraq and how twin number 1 was going back etc etc...aaaah, the most tear-jerking real-life-story I've ever heard, I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. That then "Blake", 4 young guys singing opera/classic music, walked on stage and sang "Hallelujah" (by Leonard Cohen I believe) which I know and love from when Jeff Buckley sang this on the album "Grace", did not make it any better for me, I literally sobbed myself through the whole song. I looove that song:

Hallelujah (one of the verses)
Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd out drew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah


Aaaaanyhow.
That was one excellent evening with wonderful food and lovely music and it definately made you wake up to what Britains soldiers are doing for us. I want to go again next year definately. Me and Queenie, who was also there, are now best buddies. I am sure she waved to me.

The other LOndon trip, Woman in Black, last night....lovely evening. Caught the train with Sarah and wandered round the beautifully decorated Covent Garden in search for our restaurant. We ended up in a Indonesian/Malaysian restaurant and I have never had a nicer starter I think. Gorgeous food.
Then another little stroll to the Fortune Theatre for the play, and that was great. Very unlike anything else I've ever seen, as this was a horror story, with lots of bangs and screams. I was congratulation myself for not getting scared and was just patting myself on the back when this scream came from nowhere and I JUMPED up about 1 metre. Well worth seeing and an excellent play.

Hmmm...well, I got back from the theatre about midnight and Ellen woke up at 2am with extreme teething pain. She didn't go back to sleep until 5.20am and then only slept til about 8am. I am raaaaaaaaaaaaaaather shattered today. She has not been much better today, lots of crying, loud crying and we ended up taking her in the car and drove round for 25 minutes. She is quiet at the moment, but not sure how long the peace is going to last...

SO on that note I am going to have a glass of wine, chill out, put my feet up, eat some chocolate, pick my nose and rest in front of the tele to some rubbish no doubt.

Over and out from a veeery tired me.