Buddy - The Musical

Its SJ's birthday on 13th so I decided to take her to see the Buddy Holly show on Saturday. We caught the train into Blackfriars and then intended to catch a cab to Covent Garden...however, here's where our nights performance started! The Lord Mayor's show was on which meant all the roads were shut...no cabs...

We decided to walk as its only a mile or so. We (briskly) walked up to Covent Garden and then tried to find the theatre...slight problem as we didn't know the address as we expected to arrive in a cab...anyway, no matter, we found it. Its called the Duchess Theatre and it was beautiful. As we were (surprisingly) early, we thought we'd go and grab a bite to eat. Second problem of the evening - no vacant restaurants! Eventually we found a table at The Palm Court Brasserie - somewhere we've eaten before, so knew it was nice. And, nice it was! We had Chateaubriand and it was magnificent!

We headed back to the Duchess and lined up for the show. The actual performance was brilliant, we were all singing along and clapping, etc, etc. No doubt helped by the pint of wine we'd both consumed during the interval! As it finished, we thought it'd be a good idea to have some more drinks! Off we trotted to a bar for some Kaprioska's...and they were fine!

By now, we were pretty well oiled so we thought we'd get a cab. No problem except we didn't have enough money. A stop for the cash point later and we arrived at Faringdon. Got on the train just in time and settled in to Radlett.

The next thing I knew, I was being screamed at by Sarah to get off the train...I raised myself from my slumber and slowly realised we were at St. Albans - a stop past where we should have got off...Sarah by now, had jumped past me and shot out of the train doors...I (jumped) up and tried to get out just as the doors were closing...there was no way I was getting out of that train...sure enough, the doors closed, I waved and the train moved on. Now, I should say that at this point, my last image of Sarah was her killing hereslf laughing on St. Albans station platform...I had to walk back into the carriage of people, who by now, were completely awake (from SJ's screaming) and tried to pass it off as if it was the most natural thing in the world...it wasn't, and they all knew it!

Next stop was Harpenden, so my intention was to get off there and just get the next train back. Great plan, however Sarah range to tell me that the next train was at 7:00am...she'd just got into a taxi and advised I did the same...

I arrived in Harpenden and headed for the taxi rank...huge queue so for some odd reason I thought I'd be able to walk it! Off I trotted in the vague direction of Radlett. At this point, SJ rang (who was in a taxi) and basically told me that it was too far to walk (which it was) and that she had a number for another taxi firm. I rang them and, sure enough, they arrived almost as soon as I put the phone down!

The driver took me straight back to Radlett and all was well. Our £7 return (cheap) ticket turned into a £70 nightmare...never mind...twas an experience...!