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Jay McGuiness and Aliona Vilani appreciation thread - Part 6
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StrictlyRed
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by fatskia:
“Current total views on this thread = 5, 958, 781”

Eeeeek!
mantaray_1
04-11-2016
Link to the interview iPlayer BBC radio Cornwall, David White at 1h 33min.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bs5mp#play
BionicBard
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by StrictlyRed:
“Eeeeek!”

I'd like to flash those figures up behind Borewood's head when he's pontificating on Strictly!
StrictlyRed
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by mantaray_1:
“Link to the interview iPlayer BBC radio Cornwall, David White at 1h 33min.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bs5mp#play”

Thank you. Will save that for listening with my afternoon cup of tea later.

Originally Posted by BionicBard:
“I'd like to flash those figures up behind Borewood's head when he's pontificating on Strictly!”




Just seen over on Twitter that they have launched an online merchandise store for Big. All the usual sort of things, and an original cast recording is out soon, too.
nelliek
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by StrictlyRed:
“Thank you. Will save that for listening with my afternoon cup of tea later.






Just seen over on Twitter that they have launched an online merchandise store for Big. All the usual sort of things, and an original cast recording is out soon, too.”

Ooohh. Yummy.
https://big-the-musical.myshopify.com/

Now, do I go for the varsity jacket or the hoodie?
Neither of which are particularly fitting for someone of my age.

Can't wait for stuff to arrive in the post, so I've just phoned the theatre. They will have merchandise there for purchasing. Woo-hoo.!!! YES!!!
Lola the cat
04-11-2016
It is the 10 January 2017, the last performance of Big has just taken place in the Bord Gáis Energy Theatre and I am standing outside the stage door surrounded by squealing women. I was manhandled, or womanhandled I should say by unnamed persons, who may or may not have been of Irish extraction, they even had red bungy cords so I couldn’t escape, I mean who comes to the theatre armed with red bungy cords.

The squealing continues and I am transported back to age 13 watching David Essex and being deafened not by his singing but by, I shall call her Michelle, who was 6 years older, 15cm taller and considerably heavier than me and to cap it off was wearing very scary sparkly green eyeshadow. All I wanted was David to sing Hold Me Close to me, just to me and all I could hear was “David, David I love you” shrieked in my left ear every 30 seconds. You have no idea how traumatised, and deaf, you left me Michelle.

I give myself a proverbial slap and I’m back outside the theatre, someone has made an appearance and the squealing gets louder, although I’m sure I heard someone say “you are a bit sweaty”, but I might have dreamt that. I find a nearby wall and sit on it, I have no idea whether there are any walls outside the theatre but this is my dream so there are! I take refuge by playing with my phone with total concentration, or maybe I’m updating the thread with a running commentary of proceedings, when I sense that someone has sat down next to me and then an arm is placed gently round my shoulders. I turn and look up into a pair of piercing blue eyes that are twinkling with amusement “hello Lola the Cat” says he, “hello back” says I. A conversation then ensues, which is somehow conducted in total privacy, and before too long we are exchanging phone numbers, this is really going to happen – isn’t it, and arranging to meet for lunch the next day before we both fly back to Birmingham, yes somehow we are both on the same flight, the spooky coincidences are just racking up here, when…

…the cat jumped on my head and I woke up.

To be continued in my head…or maybe I fell through a wormhole in space and found myself in a parallel universe and this is really going to happen.
Tsuntsu bird
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by nelliek:
“Having spent over an hour on the phone yesterday trying to sort out which trains are running from where and when, and at which platforms they might arrive and then depart from, due to industrial action on Southern trains I will happily slap you. It did very scarily look at one stage as if I might have to cancel Saturday night, but a lovely young (I say young, he could have been 50 for all I know ) man on the assisted travel line has hopefully sorted out everything for me. I just need my train, and then the connecting one to Victoria to both go into the same platform at East Croydon and then I'll be OK. Everyone, please keep your fingers crossed for me between 1055 and 11.00 on Saturday. ”

I think I'll skip your slap. After all that hassle it would probably slam me into the nearest wall.
Will keep everything I can crossed for you. Safe trip and enjoy the show.

Originally Posted by jnb_7:
“De-lurking to say I will be posting snippets of my BIG experience tomorrow on my Twitter @janetnbecks, so those of you who don't want to hear my opinions can ignore.

I almost wasn't able to make it through illness but looks like I now will - with thanks to Speedy.

I would however very much appreciate it if any links to my photos could credit my Twitter account please as that is correct SM/Twitter etiquette. It saves me the bother of watermarking them.

Finally, on a public forum. I'll reiterate what made me leave in the first place. Everything on here is public. So please remember this week and especially tomorrow's performance of BIG, is a PREVIEW....anyone can read.

Enjoy.”

Glad you'e well enough to go. Looking forward to reading your twitter bits.

Have a great time.
nelliek
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by Lola the cat:
“It is the 10 January 2017, the last performance of Big has just taken place in the Bord Gáis Energy Theatre and I am standing outside the stage door surrounded by squealing women. I was manhandled, or womanhandled I should say by unnamed persons, who may or may not have been of Irish extraction, they even had red bungy cords so I couldn’t escape, I mean who comes to the theatre armed with red bungy cords.

The squealing continues and I am transported back to age 13 watching David Essex and being deafened not by his singing but by, I shall call her Michelle, who was 6 years older, 15cm taller and considerably heavier than me and to cap it off was wearing very scary sparkly green eyeshadow. All I wanted was David to sing Hold Me Close to me, just to me and all I could hear was “David, David I love you” shrieked in my left ear every 30 seconds. You have no idea how traumatised, and deaf, you left me Michelle.

I give myself a proverbial slap and I’m back outside the theatre, someone has made an appearance and the squealing gets louder, although I’m sure I heard someone say “you are a bit sweaty”, but I might have dreamt that. I find a nearby wall and sit on it, I have no idea whether there are any walls outside the theatre but this is my dream so there are! I take refuge by playing with my phone with total concentration, or maybe I’m updating the thread with a running commentary of proceedings, when I sense that someone has sat down next to me and then an arm is placed gently round my shoulders. I turn and look up into a pair of piercing blue eyes that are twinkling with amusement “hello Lola the Cat” says he, “hello back” says I. A conversation then ensues, which is somehow conducted in total privacy, and before too long we are exchanging phone numbers, this is really going to happen – isn’t it, and arranging to meet for lunch the next day before we both fly back to Birmingham, yes somehow we are both on the same flight, the spooky coincidences are just racking up here, when…

…the cat jumped on my head and I woke up.

To be continued in my head…or maybe I fell through a wormhole in space and found myself in a parallel universe and this is really going to happen.”

Was this a private performance just for you?
The public ones finish on Saturday 7 Jan.
Lola the cat
04-11-2016
I was going to edit my ramble for the accidental incorrect date, but was too late so please just ignore it, I won't write anything like it again, I'll stick to lurking again - it's probably safer.
hannah 01.
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by nelliek:
“Was this a private performance just for you?
The public ones finish on Saturday 7 Jan. ”

😂😂😂😂
Lola is going all the way to Ireland to sit on a wall all by herself.

What are you like Lola
hannah 01.
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by Lola the cat:
“I was going to edit my ramble for the accidental incorrect date, but was too late so please just ignore it, I won't write anything like it again, I'll stick to lurking again - it's probably safer.”

You better had carry on writing.

Who would have kept me company on that wall if I ever manage to get there for the craic. 🍺🍻🍺
KorkyTheCat
04-11-2016
Great to see so many excited Jayites from here eagerly anticipating a wonderful musical show! I'm another Cinderella who's hoping to read your long reviews, freely written. 😻
StrictlyRed
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by nelliek:
“Ooohh. Yummy.
https://big-the-musical.myshopify.com/

Now, do I go for the varsity jacket or the hoodie?
Neither of which are particularly fitting for someone of my age.

Can't wait for stuff to arrive in the post, so I've just phoned the theatre. They will have merchandise there for purchasing. Woo-hoo.!!! YES!!!”

My second "Eeeek" of the day!!!!!
Lola the cat
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by KorkyTheCat:
“Great to see so many excited Jayites anticipating a wonderful musical show! I'm another Cinderella who's hoping to read your long reviews, written freely. 😻”

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KorkyTheCat
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by Lola the cat:
“deleted”

Pity you deleted as I was going to write of J flushing out my Supply Line and adjusting my Main Flange for optimum efficiency...
ahouch
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by Lola the cat:
“It is the 10 January 2017, the last performance of Big has just taken place in the Bord Gáis Energy Theatre and I am standing outside the stage door surrounded by squealing women. I was manhandled, or womanhandled I should say by unnamed persons, who may or may not have been of Irish extraction, they even had red bungy cords so I couldn’t escape, I mean who comes to the theatre armed with red bungy cords.

The squealing continues and I am transported back to age 13 watching David Essex and being deafened not by his singing but by, I shall call her Michelle, who was 6 years older, 15cm taller and considerably heavier than me and to cap it off was wearing very scary sparkly green eyeshadow. All I wanted was David to sing Hold Me Close to me, just to me and all I could hear was “David, David I love you” shrieked in my left ear every 30 seconds. You have no idea how traumatised, and deaf, you left me Michelle.

I give myself a proverbial slap and I’m back outside the theatre, someone has made an appearance and the squealing gets louder, although I’m sure I heard someone say “you are a bit sweaty”, but I might have dreamt that. I find a nearby wall and sit on it, I have no idea whether there are any walls outside the theatre but this is my dream so there are! I take refuge by playing with my phone with total concentration, or maybe I’m updating the thread with a running commentary of proceedings, when I sense that someone has sat down next to me and then an arm is placed gently round my shoulders. I turn and look up into a pair of piercing blue eyes that are twinkling with amusement “hello Lola the Cat” says he, “hello back” says I. A conversation then ensues, which is somehow conducted in total privacy, and before too long we are exchanging phone numbers, this is really going to happen – isn’t it, and arranging to meet for lunch the next day before we both fly back to Birmingham, yes somehow we are both on the same flight, the spooky coincidences are just racking up here, when…

…the cat jumped on my head and I woke up.

To be continued in my head…or maybe I fell through a wormhole in space and found myself in a parallel universe and this is really going to happen.”

It's your dream Lola so no worry about the dates. In your reality they obviously extended the run for an extra three nights due to popular demand.😉

Thanks for the mention btw!😂
KorkyTheCat
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by BionicBard:
“Orchestral Maneouvres in the Dark

I'm sure that Sir John Barbarolli
Was never bedecked in lace trollies
Although it's likely that Henry Wood
Might have tried if he possibly could
And it's something that Bernard Haitink
Might dismiss as fangirliness high jinks
But when tossing the frillies with glee
Just take a small warning from me
And make sure that those undies don't drop
On the head of Miss Marion Alsop!”

If I were to go see the show
My undies I certainly would throw
I'd draw back the elastic
In manner gymnastic
And aim as with lacy arrow
Whiffle_09
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by Lola the cat:
“It is the 10 January 2017, the last performance of Big has just taken place in the Bord Gáis Energy Theatre and I am standing outside the stage door surrounded by squealing women. I was manhandled, or womanhandled I should say by unnamed persons, who may or may not have been of Irish extraction, they even had red bungy cords so I couldn’t escape, I mean who comes to the theatre armed with red bungy cords.

The squealing continues and I am transported back to age 13 watching David Essex and being deafened not by his singing but by, I shall call her Michelle, who was 6 years older, 15cm taller and considerably heavier than me and to cap it off was wearing very scary sparkly green eyeshadow. All I wanted was David to sing Hold Me Close to me, just to me and all I could hear was “David, David I love you” shrieked in my left ear every 30 seconds. You have no idea how traumatised, and deaf, you left me Michelle.

I give myself a proverbial slap and I’m back outside the theatre, someone has made an appearance and the squealing gets louder, although I’m sure I heard someone say “you are a bit sweaty”, but I might have dreamt that. I find a nearby wall and sit on it, I have no idea whether there are any walls outside the theatre but this is my dream so there are! I take refuge by playing with my phone with total concentration, or maybe I’m updating the thread with a running commentary of proceedings, when I sense that someone has sat down next to me and then an arm is placed gently round my shoulders. I turn and look up into a pair of piercing blue eyes that are twinkling with amusement “hello Lola the Cat” says he, “hello back” says I. A conversation then ensues, which is somehow conducted in total privacy, and before too long we are exchanging phone numbers, this is really going to happen – isn’t it, and arranging to meet for lunch the next day before we both fly back to Birmingham, yes somehow we are both on the same flight, the spooky coincidences are just racking up here, when…

…the cat jumped on my head and I woke up.

To be continued in my head…or maybe I fell through a wormhole in space and found myself in a parallel universe and this is really going to happen.”


Originally Posted by mantaray_1:
“Link to the interview iPlayer BBC radio Cornwall, David White at 1h 33min.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bs5mp#play”

Lovely interview thanks for the link manteray
Here's the one for the Radio Devon interview. J's on at 1hr 19min
ETA Might help if I included the link Silly Whiffle
http://bbc.in/2eGLPw8
BionicBard
04-11-2016
In case anyone's missed it, here's the link to Jay's interview with Radio Devon this morning. From about 1:20

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bp0f5#play

ETA Sorry Whiffle, I posted this before reading you'd done the same thing!
BionicBard
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by KorkyTheCat:
“If I were to go see the show
My undies I certainly would throw
I'd draw back the elastic
In manner gymnastic
And aim as with lacy arrow”

Well, just as long as there's no idiots
Tempted to hurl some Bridgets
Which being rather whopper
Could be a huge show-stopper!
jayfan
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by Lola the cat:
“I was going to edit my ramble for the accidental incorrect date, but was too late so please just ignore it, I won't write anything like it again, I'll stick to lurking again - it's probably safer.”

Loved it!
Whiffle_09
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by BionicBard:
“In case anyone's missed it, here's the link to Jay's interview with Radio Devon this morning. From about 1:20

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bp0f5#play

ETA Sorry Whiffle, I posted this before reading you'd done the same thing!”

No worries - I forgot to include the link first time anyway!!!
RaffertyCat
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by KorkyTheCat:
“If I were to go see the show
My undies I certainly would throw
I'd draw back the elastic
In manner gymnastic
And aim as with lacy arrow”

Originally Posted by BionicBard:
“Well, just as long as there's no idiots
Tempted to hurl some Bridgets
Which being rather whopper
Could be a huge show-stopper! ”

But if Jay is a catcher supreme,
He'd catch them - just like a dream,
With a gentlemanly bow
He'd go on to endow
You with his mischievous beam.

PS. What's a Bridget?
Polly-T
04-11-2016
Another Jay and Diana short TV interview - courtesy of Déise

https://twitter.com/twotubetv/status/794581605171990528
Whiffle_09
04-11-2016
Originally Posted by RaffertyCat:
“But if Jay is a catcher supreme,
He'd catch them - just like a dream,
With a gentlemanly bow
He'd go on to endow
You with his mischievous beam.

PS. What's a Bridget?”

I think it refers to Bridget Jones' capacious undies
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