I went to the theatre last night to see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. I just love the theatre, to me there’s just something so romantic and special about it.
You get dressed up. You go and you lose yourself for a few hours. There maybe tears, lots of laughter or even a bit of both.
I arrived to meet the lovely Louise [ northerninteriorgirl blog] at our ‘meeting place’ very early. I hate being late [something I tend to do a lot when the BF is involved. I swear he would be late to his own funeral] I get so anxious about where I’m going to park , how I’m going to get to where I’m going, etc etc that I always set off in plenty of good time. You know just incase
Anybody else get like this or is it just me?
Sheffield is currently like one big building site; you can guarantee that whatever route you intended on taking it has either been closed or diverted.
