i went to the ballet last night , cheap seats again .
when i got there , i found out that i was squeezed between 5 french girls on my right and two oriental girls on my left.
which was nice
I went to see 'La bayadere'
a beutiful piece of work, unfortunaletly i found the plot a bit hard to follow
some prince of india loves this girl, but after a bust up with a girl dressed up like the mother of brian from 'the life of brian' the poor girl snuffs it.
prince thingy then gets most cheesed off, and starts smoking from the largest 'hubble bubble' machine ive ever seen. He then starts seeing things and suddenly a truck load of drop dead gorgeus ballet girls in lovely tootoo's storm the stage - i must admit if i was to start seeing things , i would like it to be that.
in the end he comes back to reality , his dad takes him to a temple and tries to pair him off with a realy fit girl (i would have settled for her), but prince thingy is having none of it. A statue of budha (?) comes to life and is not best pleased. Then Prince thingy's dead true love comes back to life and they both go into the world of the dead together.
this ballet has everything ... death, dodgy smoking aparatus, a dancing budha and shit loads of really fit dancing ballet girls.
most excellent
mood:  amused |