My darling got me tickets to The Boy From Oz!
For any particular reason, dear reader?
Only for my (addendum) birthday, for which I have decided to photoshop a fantasy cake: (This text added to entice all the feed-readers who obviously were not fascinated enough by musical theatre references to drop on by yesterday. Sniff.).
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Happy Birthday Tigtog! Have fun.
Thanks, Morgan. I don’t get to go for another three and a bit weeks, but I’ll just shiver with anticip
ation in the meantime.
Hmm. I wonder if Hugh’s thought about doing Frankenfurter any time soon?
YIKES!
Jesus, you don’t have to scare me, with that virtual-reality Hugh Jackman! (If it had been a virtual-reality Emma Peel, on the other hand …)
Anyway, happy birthday and all that *exits stage left, muttering to himself*
Happy Birthday tigtog! A beer in your honour tonight.
Thankee muchly, TimT and Shaun. I returned home a short while ago after eating Skippy Steaks and grilled calamari which was very very yummo.
I’m now enjoying a 1942-Solera sherry, which is smooth raisiny delight, and am more than a little squiffy. On to the Glenfarclas! (and my birthday DVDs)
Dearie Dearie me. mr tog just looked at my virtual cake and said “Who’s that? The new Dr Who?” whereupon I discovered that the only Huge Ackman musical spectacular marketing he has seen involves high kicks in gold leather trousers.
So this gives me a chance to see whether as blog owner I can put an image in comments.
Honestly, how could one confuse the wry eyebrow with the hearty guffaw? Just as well he’s got good legs.
Yay, the [img] tag worked!
And of course, I mean mr tog’s legs, not any other himbos who may or may not look good leaping out of cakes.
Happy Birthday! I hope the cake tastes nice…
Happy birthday, last as usual! Hope the hangover isn’t too bad.
Thanks J and Helen- it’s only the usual cheap grog that gives me hangovers! I found that the next morning I was a bit dehydrated but that was it – no headache or other hangover ickiness.If only I could afford to drink the really really good booze all the time.
Hahah!
Yes, I much prefer the David Tennant cake!
It seems we both have a touch of the DT’s, Miss Wired. ’tis a terrible affliction, but we must bear our sufferings with calm acceptance just so long as 7:30 Saturday keeps on rolling around (and then there’s always DVDs – hurrah.)