We had the last two shows on Saturday. The matinee was marred by the rugby. And I’m not even talking about the score.
Fifteen audience members and one of the cast got caught in rugby traffic, delaying the start by ten minutes. No, it wasn’t his Royal Tardiness this time. He saved his grand finale for the 6.15 show. He had invited six people, but had told them it started at 6.45pm. And they arrived late.
.o0o.
We almost reached my ultimate goal: a standing ovation.
Then I looked a bit closer. And remembered that standing ovations from parents don’t count.
