This evening I went to a performance by Milton Jones. Normally I would have said ‘I went to see Milton Jones perform’ but tonight that wasn’t strictly the case. I’m taking my wife’s and my daughter’s word for it that the blurred figure on the stage, who certainly sounded remarkably like Milton Jones, really was that talented comedian. The tickets were a birthday present from my daughter and it was a very good present. I enjoyed the performance a lot. Milton Jones was extremely funny.
The supporting act, one Hal Cruttenden, …wasn’t. If you ever get the chance to go to see him – don’t take it. Have a tooth extracted instead. You’ll enjoy it a lot more.
Before going to the theatre we ate out, using money given to me as a birthday present by my mother-in-law, at a restaurant in Douglas called Harbour Lights. I had battered cod and chips and the portion was massive. In fact I think I’d seen the cod before – on TV, starring in one of those SyFy Channel original movies, as a genetically-modified monster being hunted by Tiffany and/or Debbie Gibson whilst battling against Crocosaurus and/or MegaPython. I couldn’t eat it all – but I can think myself lucky that it didn’t eat me.