After the church service yesterday, we went home and watched the "Making of" video from Les Miserables. Soon after that, we took the train into town and walked leisurely through wild, windy, Wellington before having a light tea at Burger King. It may not be a first choice for anyone, but they serve food. David chose a burger with cheese on it, which disappeared very quickly, another sign that he is growing up. After we had finished, it was over to St James Theatre for the long awaited event.
It was all we might have expected: a spectacular production of high quality, with shining performances from the whole cast. To be fair, it didn't seem to be to the same standard as the show we saw in 1987 in D.C., but that was the Broadway cast and show, and fifteen years is a long time for memory to survive reliably. But there was nothing in last night's show to complain about: live theatre at its finest, and a new experience for the boys, who thoroughly enjoyed it, as we had expected they would.
Back home, Viv and I reviewed some of our history of musicals while the boys slept, and we woke refreshed, ready for a quiet holiday Monday.