|''whosa putta alla these bloomin fish upa here''? ''Sally, thats who''!!|
There is only one word to sum up this Village Hall – ‘Sally’! We eventually arrived after passing the Village Hall several times; it was disguised behind white paint!
Sally was a whirlwind of energy, busy turning our stage into the set of Peter Grimes! We were knee deep in fishing nets, rods, waders and paper fish elegantly attached to the black stage curtain behind us. Eventually we felt like we were in an aquarium. Sally had really taken the Codfathers title to heart and we were submerged in the product of her imagination.
|Phil Albert Hall|
While we were left feeling like Jacques Cousteau the audience were definitely in a Tuscan landscape. The tables were decked in red, white, and green and Italian flags draped the Hall walls. Lasagne was the meal of the evening swiftly followed by what should have been ‘Just One’ Cornetto but ended up being a Viennese ice cream log instead!
|O Sole Mio, Justa one Cornetto!!|
We had already agreed to sing O Sole Mio (Walls Ice Cream-style) to finish the first half and since we don’t know a song which goes ‘You won’t find puddings better than a Wall’s Viennetta’ (although I think there should be), we had to use a bit of artistic license. All sung to the lovely 91 year Aunty Gladys who was part of the official Tim Lole In-laws contingent that night. Another great night, finished off with an encore of Buona Sera Signorina!!