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| ''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.
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| 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!
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| 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!!
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