Just woke up from a fever dream that involved a dance off with zombies, Santana, Simon Cowell, Starmania, Moby, Michel Jackson, a chase through a multi story car park, a were-dog and vampires, a wood planer, Victorian London, and so much more. It’s fading now, but oh what a West-End production it would have been!
The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck