hakuna matata

I think Saturday day just gone is up there in my best Saturdays ever. After almost a decade of waiting I got to see the Lion King on stage (the tickets were a present for Andy but were really a me-present..I'm far too like my Dad like that). We had seats in a box (some of the cheapest seats in the house dontcha know there jackson (hi keri)), and a member of the cast came into it for the opening of the second half to swing a pretend bird around. Impromptu trip to the BM in the morning to check up on the Elgins and see if this here doggy had a name written on his statue (sadly he didn't but it felt cool doing real-life dissertation research). Andy also found the penny farthing he'd been looking for all his life but decided it was too awkward to transport back on the train.