We went to the theatre tonight to see an "adult" and "humorous" take on fairy tales. Nowhere did it mention that it would be through the medium of dance.
Towards the end of the excruciating first half, the old chap behind me slowly collapsed and someone said they needed an ambulance. I dashed to alert the staff and we waited for the ambulance with the show continuing on stage. (Not) soon enough, the interval arrived and someone presented themselves as a GP, so we left them to it and all waited in the lobby.
ML and I realised this was the perfect opportunity to escape the second half (and who can blame us, was one casualty already), so we cut our losses and bravely sneaked away to the brewery next door. On our way we saw the ambulance arrive, but I did have to wonder whether the old fellow was making some sort of critical statement...?
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