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Muddling Up My Musicals

My dear friend and regular Daily Blog reader, Jill, chides me (gently) that yesterday I muddled up my musicals. 

 

The song “Get me to the church on time” features, not in Oliver, as I rashly claimed, but in My Fair Lady.  Well, of course it does, I knew that, didn’t I? Except that, as so often happens when I am writing the Daily Blog, my brain couldn’t keep up with the flow of words. It was definitely a blunder and I have awarded Jill a Brownie point for spotting my not-so-very-deliberate mistake. 

 

The only surprising thing is that nobody else has mentioned it. I would have expected the Youngest of the Darling Daughters, at the very least, to have spotted it and drawn my attention to my error. She is, after all, a Fount of All Knowledge where musicals are concerned, ever since her childhood days when she could trill, word perfect, every single song in The Sound of Music.  

 

It is thanks to her that I have been introduced to a number of musical productions which I might not have enjoyed, were it not for our regular Lunch ‘n’ Theatre Dates which brightened my days until the Pesky Pandemic brought down the curtains on our theatrical delights. There are so many enjoyments we have had to give up in this Year of Lockdown 2020 - our outings are but one (or several) of them.

 

It all started a few years back when Mr B felt unable to tackle a trip to London to see the musical “Bend it Like Beckham” which we had booked several months in advance. We already had the tickets - would she like to join me, I asked my daughter. She said yes, well of course she did.  Little did we know that it would be the first of many theatre trips we would sample together. 

 

We loved “Bend it like Beckham” - it is still one of our favourites. Perhaps because there is a strong Mother and Daughter theme which for obvious reasons appealed to us enormously. “There she goes,” the mother sings as her daughter sets out on the life she has chosen. It never fails to make me weep. The Youngest of the Darling Daughters hadn’t been too sure about this particular musical - after all, it had been a choice made by her parents - but she loved it too. So much so that, despite a rather unfortunate end to the day involving an emergency at home, train cancellations and a long and unplanned drive back, we determined that it would not be the last theatre trip we would enjoy together.  

 

Some time ago we attempted to list all our Theatre Trips. It helped that on every trip we take what we like to call a “sad selfie” of the two of us outside whatever theatre we are visiting - hence a trawl through the photos on my daughter’s mobile phone proved a helpful aide-memoire.

 

We’ve watched several of the classic musicals - Carousel, Me and My Girl, An American in Paris, Oklahoma, Fiddler on the Roof. One of my all-time favourite theatrical moments was arriving in the evening gloaming at Chichester Festival Theatre for a performance of the latter - to see a solitary fiddler, playing away on the roof of the the theatre. It was pure magic.

 

We joined throngs of school parties to watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Matilda. We marvelled at the choreography in Kinky Boots, tapped our feet to Dreamgirls and Beautiful, and wondered at the brilliance of the young dancers of the London Children’s Ballet performing “Ballet Shoes” (one of my favourite childhood books.) On occasions we were joined by grandchildren Jack and / or Hazel for a Three Generation Theatrical Experience. We travelled to Brighton to watch “Driving Miss Daisy” and to Chichester to see “Flowers for Mrs Harris” - both my choices. So experienced are we that we even manage to cast the occasional critical eye over performances, rather than being carried away by it all.

 

Add in the annual Jolly Girls and Boys Outing which is now in its twelfth year (hopefully we will meet again in 2021 when we are looking to go Back to the Future) and you can see that I am a veteran theatre goer. 

 

Today’s Blog is (as you have probably guessed) a very long-winded way of saying that my slip-up was strangely out of character for one such as I. I really do know my Oliver from my Eliza. And I will do my level best not to muddle up my musicals again....

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