|
||||||||
Jay McGuiness and Aliona Vilani appreciation thread - Part 6 |
![]() |
| Thread Tools | Search this Thread |
|
|
#13776 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2008
Posts: 11,409
|
|
|
|
|
Please sign in or register to remove this advertisement.
|
|
|
#13777 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Jan 2016
Posts: 121
|
Link to the interview iPlayer BBC radio Cornwall, David White at 1h 33min.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bs5mp#play |
|
|
|
|
|
#13778 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Mar 2016
Posts: 1,697
|
Quote:
Eeeeek!
![]() ![]() |
|
|
|
|
|
#13779 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2008
Posts: 11,409
|
Quote:
Link to the interview iPlayer BBC radio Cornwall, David White at 1h 33min.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bs5mp#play ![]() Quote:
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. |
|
|
|
|
#13780 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2005
Posts: 9,843
|
Quote:
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. 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!!! |
|
|
|
|
|
#13781 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Nov 2015
Location: Under an Invisibility cloak
Posts: 1,178
|
Jaydream Number 2
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. |
|
|
|
|
|
#13782 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2015
Posts: 516
|
Quote:
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. ![]() ![]() Will keep everything I can crossed for you. Safe trip and enjoy the show. Quote:
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. Have a great time. |
|
|
|
|
|
#13783 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2005
Posts: 9,843
|
Quote:
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. The public ones finish on Saturday 7 Jan. ![]() ![]()
|
|
|
|
|
|
#13784 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Nov 2015
Location: Under an Invisibility cloak
Posts: 1,178
|
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.
|
|
|
|
|
|
#13785 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Oct 2014
Posts: 3,406
|
Quote:
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 |
|
|
|
|
|
#13786 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Oct 2014
Posts: 3,406
|
Quote:
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.
Who would have kept me company on that wall if I ever manage to get there for the craic. 🍺🍻🍺 |
|
|
|
|
|
#13787 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2012
Location: England 🐱
Posts: 12,903
|
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. 😻
|
|
|
|
|
|
#13788 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2008
Posts: 11,409
|
Quote:
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!!!
|
|
|
|
|
#13789 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Nov 2015
Location: Under an Invisibility cloak
Posts: 1,178
|
Quote:
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. 😻
|
|
|
|
|
|
#13790 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2012
Location: England 🐱
Posts: 12,903
|
Quote:
Pity you deleted as I was going to write of J flushing out my Supply Line and adjusting my Main Flange for optimum efficiency...
|
|
|
|
|
|
#13791 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Mar 2016
Posts: 679
|
Quote:
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. Thanks for the mention btw!😂 |
|
|
|
|
#13792 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2012
Location: England 🐱
Posts: 12,903
|
Quote:
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! My undies I certainly would throw I'd draw back the elastic In manner gymnastic And aim as with lacy arrow |
|
|
|
|
|
#13793 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Mar 2016
Location: Enjoying a cup of tea & hobnob
Posts: 818
|
Quote:
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. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Quote:
Link to the interview iPlayer BBC radio Cornwall, David White at 1h 33min.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p04bs5mp#play Here's the one for the Radio Devon interview. J's on at 1hr 19min ETA Might help if I included the link ![]() Silly Whifflehttp://bbc.in/2eGLPw8 |
|
|
|
|
|
#13794 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Mar 2016
Posts: 1,697
|
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! |
|
|
|
|
|
#13795 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Mar 2016
Posts: 1,697
|
Quote:
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 Tempted to hurl some Bridgets Which being rather whopper Could be a huge show-stopper!
|
|
|
|
|
|
#13796 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Dec 2015
Posts: 3,592
|
Quote:
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.
|
|
|
|
|
|
#13797 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Mar 2016
Location: Enjoying a cup of tea & hobnob
Posts: 818
|
Quote:
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! |
|
|
|
|
|
#13798 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Feb 2016
Posts: 354
|
Quote:
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 Quote:
Well, just as long as there's no idiots
Tempted to hurl some Bridgets Which being rather whopper Could be a huge show-stopper! ![]() 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? |
|
|
|
|
|
#13799 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Jan 2015
Posts: 1,500
|
Another Jay and Diana short TV interview - courtesy of Déise
![]() https://twitter.com/twotubetv/status/794581605171990528 |
|
|
|
|
#13800 |
|
Forum Member
Join Date: Mar 2016
Location: Enjoying a cup of tea & hobnob
Posts: 818
|
Quote:
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?
|
|
|
|
![]() |
|
All times are GMT. The time now is 07:28.






