I never thought I'd say this but I'm sick of drink.
OK, I take that back - it was the drink talking - but, when you're confronted with sights like this, what is a boy to do?
Mamma Mia! Yes, the show. It was a scene from that. "Live" on stage here in camp.
Although it wasn't actually live. It was the reps lip-syncing not just to the soundtrack from the movie, but the dialogue too.
Meryl Streep, Pierce Brosnan, Julie Walters, Colin Firth. They could all be heard. Over the crackling sounds on the cassette tape.
It's The Lion King tonight.
When I told Jamie, his immediate response was: "Can you imagine the costumes?"
Charlotte: "They'll probably be wearing onesies."
At least it'll be good to hear Alan Rickman's voice again.
In other news, Charlotte is now the proud owner of a Vomy Ball.
Yup, it's a ball that vomits.
Here she is loading it up with pretend puke.
Gorgeous.
I wonder what new cultural delights today might offer.
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