So this was pretty special. Anyone like to guess the play?

December already.

So far, I continue to manage to avoid pantomimes, including a close shave where I almost got despatched to the Brunton.

This, I considered not a pantomime and The Child was a devoted fan of the films (when she was an actual child rather than a supercilious teenagers). And it was delicious fun as well as being very heart-warming and uplifting. Peculiar homophobia aside. I would like to talk to the writer about this. Cheap gags in such a family show? I'm not sure. 

And then this. My goodness. If you can lay your hands on a horse-loving child, I would almost urge you to trail through to Glasgow to see it. I cried about four times.