I wish I could be there though. I would be if I could. Have fun.
So my friend Kathy offered me two tickets to Matthew Bourne's Nutcracker tonight (she won them on the radio but can't go). This reference in the BBC review was enough to convince me I wanted to go:
The boys in their tight white pants with braces reminded me of Freddie Mercury! Bourne takes his inspiration from many sources and loves creating roles for male dancers - so is this a homage to iconic Freddie?
I thought I had given up worrying what other people might think/feel/want (ok, not entirely), but now I'm wondering if my sister would be into this or not. Oh what the heck.
For some reason this reminds me of my brother's 18th birthday - my parents gave him a flight to Boston to stay with me for the weekend. We did the midnight Rocky Horror, Spike & Mike's Sick and Twisted Animation festival , and saw the movie Leaving Las Vegas. I wasn't trying to find the most depraved events going on that weekend, it just worked out that way. In fact, the main thing I wanted to take him to would have been his first 18+ show - They Might Be Giants. Not going is my biggest concert regret ever. It's not every lifetime you get to let down your brother on his 18th birthday.