Its not very often you get to see a Live TV screening but to see Graham Norton AGAIN I knew I was being spoilt. My dear school friend Andrew Barnett offered me tickets and with seating to a minimum we rushed to attend. I was able to bring along my workmate Paul Fance and unfortunately due to mistiming Holly P missed out...this meant Andrew's workmate was able to join us.
Andrew had arranged to offer his services for the Red chair. The story telling chair on the hit show. Andrews story was about his lying down adventures around the world and his recent efforts with His Right Honourable John Keys, which was mentioned in the ANZAC post.
This meant we secured seats in front of the band....but who were we to see. Unfortunately Andrew missed his chance on the chair beaten by a young man who had a Vicar come to his house to bury his hamster. With incense, local parishioners and a hamster pulled out of the bin to attend!
The line up for the night was no less my favourite Sitcom writer and performer Miranda Hart, new comer to the Stand-up scene here in the UK Jack Whitehall who bought royal cupcakes baked by his Mum and the delightfully Lundun Lovely Adele (curiously she has no last name!)
It was an amazing show with hilarious anecdotes from Adele and her popping to the shops during high winds, Jack's failed dreams of saying he "Tapped That" about the future Queen of England from his time touching up girls from Marlborough College which Kate Middleton had attended and Miranda being taken to by the later guest Kiwi Nico Evers-Swindel (Cousin of the rowers) the actor who played William in the made for DVD Movie "William and Kate".
The wedding was one of the key topics of conversation as the event was the following day (despite the show airing the night of the wedding). Adele had declared she was unavailable to perform as she was having a BBQ with her friends that had been booked in for weeks! but she was pleased to see William playing football out her window that morning in South London!
Adele closed the show with two editions of Fire in the Rain and I was in love all over again with her. She has the pipes and the lyrics to get you tangled in a trance.
She honestly deserves all the acolades and couldn't be more grounded if she tried! I would love to share a pint with her and talk trash for an afternoon. If not to listen to her husky Lundun accent and our shared "whatever, I'm no worse off" to the public school kids!
Now I am going to skip around for a bit more realising I have seen the number 1 selling solo artist of all time during her hey-day and a mere 10 metres away in a tiny theatre with about 200 others! Skip skip skip!
Andrew had arranged to offer his services for the Red chair. The story telling chair on the hit show. Andrews story was about his lying down adventures around the world and his recent efforts with His Right Honourable John Keys, which was mentioned in the ANZAC post.
This meant we secured seats in front of the band....but who were we to see. Unfortunately Andrew missed his chance on the chair beaten by a young man who had a Vicar come to his house to bury his hamster. With incense, local parishioners and a hamster pulled out of the bin to attend!
The line up for the night was no less my favourite Sitcom writer and performer Miranda Hart, new comer to the Stand-up scene here in the UK Jack Whitehall who bought royal cupcakes baked by his Mum and the delightfully Lundun Lovely Adele (curiously she has no last name!)
It was an amazing show with hilarious anecdotes from Adele and her popping to the shops during high winds, Jack's failed dreams of saying he "Tapped That" about the future Queen of England from his time touching up girls from Marlborough College which Kate Middleton had attended and Miranda being taken to by the later guest Kiwi Nico Evers-Swindel (Cousin of the rowers) the actor who played William in the made for DVD Movie "William and Kate".
Adele closed the show with two editions of Fire in the Rain and I was in love all over again with her. She has the pipes and the lyrics to get you tangled in a trance.
She honestly deserves all the acolades and couldn't be more grounded if she tried! I would love to share a pint with her and talk trash for an afternoon. If not to listen to her husky Lundun accent and our shared "whatever, I'm no worse off" to the public school kids!
Now I am going to skip around for a bit more realising I have seen the number 1 selling solo artist of all time during her hey-day and a mere 10 metres away in a tiny theatre with about 200 others! Skip skip skip!
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