Hey Chitty, You Chitty
Just got back from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang at the London Palladium - fantastic night. I wouldn't naturally choose big-sound musicals, but I came out singing along and full of beans. My preferred choices are earnest, intellectual fringe things, and you always come out of those suicidal. M took me with S&B, his niece and nephew, and it was a real kids thing: great atmosphere, everyone clapping along, the car flying out over the audience.
I couldn't help noticing some sheitel (religious Jewish women cover their hair) wearing frummers, and when the Baroness stripped down to her basque, I kept thinking "look away, don't sully yourselves". Not sure their ESP was up to much, though.
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