Saturday 7th July ! Bright sunny morning - just like my bright sunny mood. Saturday is usually our lie in day, as I have to get up at 5:45 for work during the week, and Chloe (my daughter) has to work on Sundays. Far too excited this Saturday to stay dozing in bed, so got up way too early (left grumpy husband snoring) and after singing any lyrics we could remember (scarily quite a lot!) from 'Joseph' at eachother for the first hour, we then wondered how on earth we were going to fill the next nine hours before we caught the train!
Took the dogs out for a long walk, and happily, junior dog managed to keep us occupied by rolling in something revolting, so she needed a heavy duty bath when we came home. We shampooed her twice, much to her disgust. Strange how dogs would much rather smell of dead carcass than Peach & Apricot shampoo..... Then, fate smiled at me again, as I discovered that the dishwasher had obligingly flooded - so, I was kept busy for a further hour or so, bailing out the bottom of the machine and taking it apart and then putting it back together again. Husband had surfaced by this time. He spent the whole day walking round with a long suffering look on his face. Can't imagine why. Especially as Chloe and were either gabbling nine to the dozen about 'Joseph' or else singing, or else dancing or else giggling or just looking at eachother and mentioning how excited we were.
Anyway - enough domestic bliss. Finally 5:30 rolled around and time to catch the train. Straightforward journey up to London. Stopped quickly in Mcdonalds to buy a drink and as an excuse to use their loo. Both too nervous and excited to eat anything. Had to send texts to my husband and Chloe's boyfriend to confirm we'd arrived safely. Found the Mcdonalds loo was "closed due to unavoidable circumstances, we apologise for any inconvenience." Using the word 'inconvenience' on a door leading to broken toilets smacks too much of someone's idea of a rubbish joke for my liking......
Trotted off down the Strand, and saw the coloured lights of JOSEPH in big letters outside The Aldephi. Beside the entrance they have GO, GO, GO, GO! in gold lettering - which sent Chloe and me off into another chorus of "Sha-na-na Joseph, you're doing fine etc." - but quietly, as it was very crowded and we didn't want to scare anyone. It was about 7:00 by now, and the place was heaving with bodies. For anyone who doesn't know The Adelphi, it's quite a small theatre - so it doesn't take many people to make it a bit squished in the foyer. There was an eager looking bloke selling programmes (bargain at £1.50). The merchandise stall is on the left as you go in. Think the fact that people were amassing round there made it more crowded in the foyer, as people were trying to get through to the toilet (ladies is located at the far end of the foyer), plus queuing (in a haphazard fashion) to have their tickets checked to go through to the stalls.
For anyone who doesn't like crowded, stuffy areas I would advise you to either arrive early or late to avoid the half hour before show crush.
Chloe and I were standing behind Mr & Mrs Tall, and Chloe whispered to me that she hoped they weren't sitting in font of us. I'm 5'1", and Chloe barely scrapes 5" - so we are somewhat vertically challenged, and seem to have a talent for tall or large people to either stand or sit in front of us. No sooner had she said this, then the absolute tallest and biggest man in the entire universe loomed up to stand beside her. We looked up at him, and just kept going, and stopped before we both got cricks in our necks. Led to us having quite an in depth conversation about how the front seats should always be reserved for small people, so to make sure their view is not obscured. Not that we've got an agenda or anything..........
Finally made it to the cheery ticket man. They headed off to find our seats. First impressions of the theatre was that it was
really small and cosy. We trotted off to find Row B, our seats 18 &19 - which were bang slap in the middle of the row, right in front of the stage! Made the entire half row stand up, so we could get to our seats, then remembered that we still hadn't been for a wee - so, made them all stand up again. Everyone very happy and smiley and obliging. The ladies loos for the stalls are located on the right hand side. Only three cubicles, two sinks and one hand dryer. Pretty snug inside, and one of the loos had had a bit of a flood (no doubt in tribute to my dishwasher...), so it was basically down to two toilets and a lot of very over excited women.
Finally made it to our seats - which were totally brilliant. Had a little chat with a couple of nice blokes sitting next to us. Then there was a great hoo-ha up in the Grand Circle, when a loud cheer went up, and people started clapping and buzzing. Everyone in the stalls was craning their necks to see what was going on, but you couldn't see past the balcony. Guy next to Chloe said, "maybe it's Andrew Lloyd Webber" - then a brief whisper went round that it was John Barrowman. Turned out it was actually Donny Osmond. To which most of the people in the stalls said "oh" in a rather disappointed fashion and sat back down again. Now I'm old enough to remember when Donny Osmond wouldn't have been able to set a little toe inside a theatre without being mobbed by panting females, and having the clothes ripped from him. Says something about the fleeting nature of fame doesn't it?
Slightly later than 7:30, the conductor started the Overture. The excitement was electric. Conductor is very enthusiastic, and actually makes little jumps every now and then. Was slightly concerned that he might be a bit distracting as he was directly in my line of vision - and wondered if he'd start doing pogo leaps later on. However, I needn't have worried. What goes on on stage was more than enough to keep my full attention!
Have rambled on for so long - and haven't even got the the review proper yet.

Apologies, I do get carried away. Going to make a cup of tea - will be back with Part Two in a mo - x