Kinky

Another day with some quality son time; I should have taken a blip up the back of the Castle as that’s where we ended up before going our separate ways.
And later, a bit of a Christmas panto thing, with L&P at the Playhouse to see Kinky Boots. It was a Christmas gift y’see. The high point for me was a pint of very decent porter beforehand in the Empress of Broughton Street. I tell you, that drinking is a rich man’s game these days. Not quite as much so as tickets for Kinky Boots, mind. Still, the audience really loved it and were in party mood at the end, so fair play to the outfit putting it on. I knew this already though: I just don’t have my finger on the pulse. People will be watching Mrs Browns boys next. *Cue gales of laughter*