Yesterday evening at the annual "Summer Big Screen" operatic event in Botanic Gardens, Belfast, was yet another washout. It was still dry when I left home; however, shortly after my arrival and just after I'd set up camp in a strategic position, it began to rain steadily for the next two and a half hours.
Imagine the scenario: seated on a picnic chair clutching a cumbersome umbrella, endeavouring to balance a glass of wine in one hand whilst grasping a sandwich in another. I eventually donned the Peter Storm gear and I stayed largely dry; only my shoes were damp. It was cold though.
My picnic was good. I'd bought a round of Tesco Finest salmon and cream cheese sandwiches, and a round of Finest ham & chutney; finished off with a raspberry panna cotta pudding. A mini bottle of bubbly completed the experience.
The opera itself was well up to Royal Opera standards: a great cast, fine acting and singing, wonderful props and orchestra.
I decided to pack up at the interval. Unlike the Irrepressible and the Intrepid, I wished to get home, shed my wet clothing and dry off.
Thursday, 17 July 2008
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4 comments :
I lol-ed at those crazy toffs watching the opera on the big screen in the pouring rain!
Opera is a painful enough entertainment at home watching TV let alone on a big scree with no remote control :-)
You know what they say, poster: "An opera a day keeps the riff-raff away". The more elitism the better. :-)
Tim, as a sandwich lover I hope you were watching Channel 4's Dispatches program tonight. Quite horrified to see what is really in our "healthy" sarnies!
Hello Mike,
Sadly I missed it. I was watching BBC Two. So many good programmes clash; I'd like to have seen it.
Tim
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