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Post by Lemansky on Dec 3, 2016 11:01:51 GMT
Thanks for the advice! We've got to pick up the tickets anyway so I'll ask & see what they say.
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Post by kathryn on Dec 3, 2016 16:00:10 GMT
Joe Aaron Reid wasn't impressed either. I tweeted him back. The women who shouted thought it was great! Her tweet is in my tweet. Ugh! Of course she f***ing noticed, and so did everyone else! Bloody hell, the idiocy of some people! |
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Post by Sue on Dec 3, 2016 20:06:12 GMT
Joe Aaron Reid wasn't impressed either. I tweeted him back. The women who shouted thought it was great! Her tweet is in my tweet. She's a d***head. She so needs to get some, grrr. K**b. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 20:55:08 GMT
Trying to pre-empt any bad behaviour happening here more than anything! We're going to see HP on Sunday as I managed to get tickets in the Friday Forty. My husband has just told me he's on call so will have to keep his phone on vibrate during both shows. If it goes off he will have to get up & answer it. We're pretty much in the middle of a row in the stalls. I have asked if he can give them the number of the theatre instead but apparently that's not possible. He is military so (hopefully) highly unlikely he will get a call but is there any other way this can be dealt with to prevent any potential bad behaviour? Going to the theatre is actually part of my job so keeping a phone on is a big no, so I'm feeling rather stressed about what was supposed to be a nice day out! This is really not intended to sound unsympathetic but if he really can't turn his phone off can he just not go and give the ticket to one of your friends? I know you probably booked these tickets 18 months ago but so did everyone else in the theatre who want to watch without buzzing phones and people dashing out. It's one if those annoying things about productions making you book so far in advance - sometimes life and work intervenes. I had to return my Ralph Fiennes RIII ticket recently due to bloody work so I understand how annoying it is! |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 13:30:44 GMT
I think though, as Fee11 says it is very small chance the phone will ring (and it will be on vibrate not pinging all over the shop) that it's fair enough that they still go... personally if one person going out of the row is not the end of the world/wouldn't ruin the show for me-particularly if his companion explained to the neighbours after the event. Given it's all hypothetical anyway, I think it's fair to still go.
I second asking the box office when you pick up if there is any chance of being moved to an end of row/box- if they have it, and it's close to curtain I'd imagine house manager being accommodating.
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Post by Lemansky on Dec 5, 2016 13:49:03 GMT
We weren't able to be moved but it turned out we were closer to the end of the row than I'd thought. In the end he had the phone on silent but kept it out on his knee, with the screen facing downwards so he should see it if it rang but that it wouldn't be on vibrate. Thankfully it didn't ring at all and we had a very enjoyable day.
Completely understand the comment about him giving the tickets to someone else - I was very anxious about the situation so very glad it all worked out. He's never had to be on call before, so it's not something we've had to deal with but they're all on 7hrs notice at the moment so it's a bit stressful all round.
Thanks again for all the suggestions.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 14:11:57 GMT
We weren't able to be moved but it turned out we were closer to the end of the row than I'd thought. In the end he had the phone on silent but kept it out on his knee, with the screen facing downwards so he should see it if it rang but that it wouldn't be on vibrate. Thankfully it didn't ring at all and we had a very enjoyable day. Completely understand the comment about him giving the tickets to someone else - I was very anxious about the situation so very glad it all worked out. He's never had to be on call before, so it's not something we've had to deal with but they're all on 7hrs notice at the moment so it's a bit stressful all round. Thanks again for all the suggestions. So glad it all worked out! Bad enough being on call without the added stress of limited notice. Glad you both had an enjoyable evening then. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 14:59:15 GMT
We weren't able to be moved but it turned out we were closer to the end of the row than I'd thought. In the end he had the phone on silent but kept it out on his knee, with the screen facing downwards so he should see it if it rang but that it wouldn't be on vibrate. Thankfully it didn't ring at all and we had a very enjoyable day. Completely understand the comment about him giving the tickets to someone else - I was very anxious about the situation so very glad it all worked out. He's never had to be on call before, so it's not something we've had to deal with but they're all on 7hrs notice at the moment so it's a bit stressful all round. Thanks again for all the suggestions. So pleased it went well for you. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 15:01:32 GMT
I'm off to Dreamgirls on Saturday. I love an audience that creates a real buzz about the place. I just hope there is no shouting out like the other night. Hopefully that was a one off. I hope this show doesn't become the pi**ed up hen party show of the year.....a la Dirty Dancing.
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Post by Tibidabo on Dec 5, 2016 19:29:19 GMT
Nice Fish, B11 (centre seat in row), pre-show. She whips out a fried fish gougon (posh) / fishball (everyone else) - to go with her flute of champagne. At least the taste experience for her should make up slightly for the stink for the rest of us, for rows around. Fishballs to you TM. It's gou Jon!  |
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Post by ptwest on Dec 5, 2016 20:06:52 GMT
Well then I think I shall take my egg mayo sandwiches next time.
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Post by stuart on Dec 5, 2016 20:27:55 GMT
Nice Fish, B11 (centre seat in row), pre-show. She whips out a fried fish gougon (posh) / fishball (everyone else) - to go with her flute of champagne. At least the taste experience for her should make up slightly for the stink for the rest of us, for rows around. Maybe she just thought Nice Fish was also what you were meant to eat during the show? |
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Post by Tibidabo on Dec 6, 2016 18:34:32 GMT
Oooh, we have a posh person on the board! Welcome, your highness  . And the spell checker is a pleb, then, as it gave me it with a g, LOL. Ma'am will suffice. You used spell checker - I yoosed wot I got in the fridge from Lidel....er......Lidle......er...OK, I can't actually spell it and I don't really use it so perhaps I really am posh! Currently, I have cod goujons from Waitrose awaiting me and very tasty they are too! But to quaff them in a theatre? Off with her head! |
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Post by vdcni on Dec 6, 2016 22:04:56 GMT
Terrible tonight at No Man's Land. A couple, in the front row of all places, decided the curtain going up for the second act was the perfect time to have an argument.
So lots of loud whispering which was very distracting for everyone around and it was clear the actors noticed. After a few attempts from people around them they finally stopped. Well she did and did her best to ignore him, he kept trying to start talking to her again as well as very obviously overreact and look at her in the funny bits presumably to try and get her back on side.
Then at the end he had the cheek to be the first to stand up and then shout and holler his approval to the actors despite barely looking at the stage through the actual play.
I just wish I'd been closer so I could have told them to shut up.
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Post by Tibidabo on Dec 7, 2016 19:10:07 GMT
Would one's desktop be where one houses one's inkwell??
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Post by schuttep on Dec 8, 2016 9:21:23 GMT
And I think it is Lydl, isn't it? I think in Wales it's Llydll. |
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Post by duncan on Dec 9, 2016 10:05:08 GMT
The lady sat next to me at Peter Pan last night had her shoes off for the entire performance  At Beautiful on Tuesday the couple next to me decided to eat their lunch during Act 1 and this contained some exceptionally whiffy fish pieces. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 23:04:44 GMT
Just seen a tweet reporting that The Bodyguard was stopped halfway through tonight due to an argument breaking out in the audience.
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Post by d'James on Dec 10, 2016 23:16:56 GMT
Bloody hell. I wonder what it was about.
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Post by CG on the loose on Dec 11, 2016 0:21:12 GMT
*Rampant speculation alert*
From a couple of not obviously related tweets I've seen, I'm guessing someone singing along (and presumably not taking kindly to being asked to stop).
But probably completely wrong!
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Post by 49thand8th on Dec 11, 2016 15:52:47 GMT
Anyone care to share a link or two?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2016 17:40:48 GMT
Just back from a week in the UK. Saw The Tempest in Stratford upon Avon with a lot of very well behaved schoolchildren in the audience but with a seatkicker behind me - mid 20s I imagine - so I gave the inevitable dark look during the interval which seemed to do the trick.
At the matinee of Dead Funny someone with a mobile phone on and quite a long Skype ringtone going on which fortunately was turned off but did spoil the action for a short while ( they didn't have Skype in 1992 did they?)
One comment not related to theatre but to the pace of life in general in London. When did everything get so frantic? I am no spring chicken and am used to a more leisurley stroll these day rather than being pulled along with the tide of people in the tube and the streets and generally thinking I was invisible. I was constantly reminded of the poem by W H Davies "Leisure"...
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
Life in the big city was always hectic but it seems to have been taken to new extremes.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2016 19:08:40 GMT
I think in Wales it's Llydll. No, Welsh uses phonetic spelling, so it's spelt "Lidl". |
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Post by Tibidabo on Dec 11, 2016 20:18:53 GMT
I think in Wales it's Llydll. No, Welsh uses phonetic spelling, so it's spelt "Lidl". In England we spell it c r a p |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2016 22:17:26 GMT
Just back from a week in the UK. Saw The Tempest in Stratford upon Avon with a lot of very well behaved schoolchildren in the audience but with a seatkicker behind me - mid 20s I imagine - so I gave the inevitable dark look during the interval which seemed to do the trick. At the matinee of Dead Funny someone with a mobile phone on and quite a long Skype ringtone going on which fortunately was turned off but did spoil the action for a short while ( they didn't have Skype in 1992 did they?) One comment not related to theatre but to the pace of life in general in London. When did everything get so frantic? I am no spring chicken and am used to a more leisurley stroll these day rather than being pulled along with the tide of people in the tube and the streets and generally thinking I was invisible. I was constantly reminded of the poem by W H Davies "Leisure"... What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. Life in the big city was always hectic but it seems to have been taken to new extremes. Just back from 4 days in London and my hubby and I commented how manic it was on the tube this time compared to usual. |
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