I woke up with a sinking feeling this morning.This was probably because I was going to visit the Titanic Exhibition in the City? After paying six quid to get in, it turns out that most of the artifacts were off another White Line Ship 'The Olympic' Bit of a swizz really as I at least expected a lump of ice or something. There were, however, props from the Film. There was Leonardo de Cappuccino's clothes and also some from Kate Flannelette's wardrobe as well. I had half hoped for a few of the naked painting's scene, that would have brought back mammaries? I did stop for lunch at the exhibition and found the nearest thing to 1910 History, which would have been my sandwich which was as tough as old boots?
My partner and her Mum glided safely down from the summit of K2 and are now in London to watch a musical. I thought I would do something romantic as it was her Birthday. I rang the Stage door of the theatre and asked if they would announce 'Happy Birthday' at the Matinee performance' 'We don't do that' drawled the Cockney git at the end of the phone. Next idea was to have some Flowers delivered at the Theatre. Finding a Florist quite close they were more than happy to help.........however. I got halfway through the purchase, when they asked me 'What time is she appearing on stage'???? Oh no I replied, she is in the audience. 'We don't do that sort of thing' said the Southern softie. So I had to go a step further and push the boat out financially. I rang the Salvation Army who put me in touch with a Gentleman of the Street, who is going to wait outside and sing 'Happy Birthday' All this for some loose change and half a bottle of White Lightning.
It's the thought that counts?
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