Twist My Arm
Apr. 10th, 2022 11:17 amTo be clear Whistle is a Sondheim flop. I believe there were nine performances in New York before they brought the stage down for the final time. No one has ever had a full production of it. There have been stage readings of the show. The songs in it are so darn enjoyable and yes the book is somewhere out there in leftfield. The show is either a real novelty or an oddity.
The rest of the day followed along its usual path with the exception of getting a funny email back from my hubby with google flight roundtrip options to the UK. I laughed it off until I got home. He was planted in front of the computer.
Garry’s computer choice is the living room monitor connected to a computer, which is great for visuals but not fun to type on. His eyeballs were on that monitor as I walked in. I felt like Guy Montag in Fahrenheit 451. "Did you get my email?" I smiled, "yes."
On the incredibly zero number of things my husband does impulsively, I can put something real at the top. It's an achievement deserving a note and a roundtrip to London. His "when am I ever going to get a chance to see this show staged" made perfect sense to me but you don't have to twist my arm to fly to London and see live theater.
At work, it's awkward timing all around as two people are having surgical procedures, one is at the end of the month but she's going to need the month off and the other is in May also with time off attached. June is in inventory (every year) and it's harder to get approval. If I go it has to be now-ish. Plus, the Sondheim show is only playing this month.
Anyway, we found a flight leaving on the 20th and the seats have extra legroom. I got online and booked two shows: Anyone Can Whistle and The Ocean at the End of the Lane. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping nothing gets canceled. Last night we secured an Airbnb around Russell Square.
Anyone can whistle but it takes an internet search to secure bookings for last second trips.