Who Are the People in Your Neighbourhood?
Pete Sam Leonie
Originally uploaded by inkognitoh. Somewhere within the region of Pam*, a contingent of the Renegades met up for dinner and a show. minx2012 and HER BOYFRIEND 'Pete: I'm not a Renegade', silverjet_allie, londonmet and 'Ben: I've just had actual brain surgery', had a lovely; actually an hilariously fabulous dinner on Endell street in a dodgy little Italian cafe. The food was quite okay and the price was dirty down cheap (for London). The service was a bit slow but we really didn't care as we had a couple of bottles of wine to quaff and gossip to share. The owner of the restaurant nearly fell over himself to give us something for free but unfortunately we didn't have time for coffee - that slow service comes home to roost - but we gratefully slurped up his shots of Amaretto and Tia Maria, thankyouverymcuh.
I was slightly delayed on leaving the restaurant as we crashed out the doors right into Beastie the Wonder Bike! strapped to a lamppost. I nearly died. It felt very, very odd seeing my baby on the streets and bizarrely emotional to boot. I stood there gaping speechless until Pete shouted back inquiring as to what the hold up was and I stuttered something about 'my Beastie'. I shook my head and mentally waved to my cycle and reveled in the fact that someone is loving the Beaster and riding him around.
We then motered on to the threatre to watch Avenue Q, which is a quite clever parody of Sesame Street and Rent combined. I found it a lot funnier and sharper than I had expected to find it. I knew it would be funny, as in 'obvious funny' but I prefer my humour to be much more subversive and very, very black. On balance the unrequited frisson between Bert and Ernie was more electric than it was between Nicky and Rod but I appreciated what they were trying to do. Basically this musical reinforced how much I'd like to see the movie version of Rent although that was not it's intention hah hah.
In unrelated but equally fabulous news, I managed to score Prince tickets today. One of my dreams during my misspent youth was to elegantly waste away in Prince's Paisley Park nightclub. I guess seeing him live and belting *I Would Die For U at the top of my lungs is about as close as I'll ever get; me and a few thousand others...
* 7pm give or take ten minutes.