Last Hurrah?
We are off again to London today with Jon’s mum and step-dad for what will probably be our last pre-natal trip out. Last week we went to see the little performed Iolanthe (which is a shame as it is an excellent G&S show and hardly dates at all) which was wonderfully done. However the Geilgud theatre is tiny and believe it or not there are some people who will not even stand up to let a heavily pregnant woman move to her seat. This was a bit surprising to me, but given than an older gentleman had physically pushed me (two hands on my back) to one side in the foyer was he came up behind me while saying “Excuse me” I should have been forewarned that it was going to be ‘one of those days.’
Surprisingly, or was it?, it was a woman who felt that she couldn’t possibly stand up to let me past so I could get to my seat - and as I can’t very well, suck it in I proceeded to bump my bump all along the seats, which when you are carrying mostly baby isn’t very pleasant.
At the interval when I again needed to visit the ladies’ I made a point of not even attempting to move past her until she had her strop and stood up, and as usual I very politely said “Pardon me, Thank you!” Which I do make a point of doing. I sometimes think that younger people need to set an example for people prone to later-middle-aged strops.
At least today we are seeing the ENO’s Black and White production of the Mikado at the Coliseum which we’ve been to many times and is a large venue so hopefully there shouldn’t be too much trouble getting around.
Of course since I’ve gotten even bigger than I was last week I’m sure we will have more looks of ‘Is she about to give birth?’ as we did last week much to my mother-in-law’s amusement.
Jon has been struck by this with a week of G&S mania, whistling slightly off kilter themes from various shows (not too bad given that he is a bit tone deaf), reading my book with all the libretti and generally being silly. However we did have a break yesterday evening as he was kept busy playing with the new Bugaboo Bee stroller.
Tags: , baby, out and about, theatre
February 25th, 2008 at 4:38 pm
OO, Bugaboo! I do still cast interested, faintly covetous eyes at those, even though I am pretty pleased with our exotic modernist Stokke.
I found the middle aged women of Dublin were quite considerate to those with bumps - it tended to be older women who gave up their seats to me on the DART. And it was middle aged women who let me jump the queue for the ladies in the Olympia Theatre. Maybe Irish women of a certain age just have a kindlier attitude.
February 25th, 2008 at 4:44 pm
The Bee is quite neat. We looked at the other two and they were very bulky, I couldn’t have lifted the carry cot with a baby in it, plus the turning moment on it with out a baby in it was very disconcerting. The Bee however is very light and is more a stroller which can be tilted every which way and is perfect with the addition of the baby nest (as it can be laid flat. Its also very narrow which was a must as you will recall what our front hall is like
Helen tells me that Hugh is suffering with emergent toothy-pegs.
I think I must have been unlucky, she wasn’t the only grumpy person at the show that day, my father in law said that the person beside him didn’t laugh at all through out the show. This strikes me as someone who just doesn’t deserver well played Gilbert and Sullivan
We went to see The Mikado this Saturday just gone and it was great! Amelia bumped allong to the boom-tishes