The Ice Show

Tuesday saw Jerry and I heading off to watch Sleeping Beauty on Ice by the Imperial Ice Stars. What a spectacular performance!!! Séan didn’t want to come with because of having been dragged to similar events quite often as a kidlet (what an awesome Mom he had!!! Sjoe!). So the night started off with us arriving at the Teatro at Monte Casino with a giant bag of Woolies Chuckles shoved into my handbag (they’re very yummy but cost about the same as a small left bollock, so we only buy them as absolute treat ....... like for the theatre).

Jerry was a little indignant that the pint sized usher suggested she take a “kiddies cushion” for extra height but my well mannered ten year old smiled down at the little round woman and graciously accepted her large square pillow.

Once we’d apologised our way past the early birds and gotten ourselves seated we marvelled at the splendiferous set ..... painted creepers containing real silk roses and a root that looked just like a sleeping lion. Wow!!!

The show started with the bad fairy – ok he was actually a dude – but an awesome bad fairy (evil, evil, EVIL!!!) and a phenomenal ice skater. He was accompanied by six evil attendants. I spent the whole evening trying to match faces. After my too-brief forays into show biz I know that the cast can be mixed and matched.

We were then treated to (in my view) the two most mind-blowing skaters of the show. They played the roles of the royal attendants/court jester type creatures – a guy and a girl that simply took your breath away. They were those kinds of skaters that can appear to be clowning around whilst performing gravity defying tricks on two skinny little blades. Yoh!

The king and queen were exceptional – they were older folk (we were close enough to see that) but Oh My Hat could they skate!!!?!!! And then later on (see my fourth paragraph) they were sneaked/snuck in as shadowy creatures that skated with the bad fairy and not only could they skate but they also performed aerial gymnastics that simply defied physics, with those harness and hooky-type-jobs that pull you up like you’re flying.

Another person that really stood out ......... in my Jerry’s view ............ was the head good fairy. No, no, no, this was really a chick, not a gay boy. A teeny but astonishing woman that skated her socks off and then performed a stint dancing point ballet (where they dance the whole dance on their toes) on the ice. And then at the end of the show she smiled and waved at Jerry and shot to the top of the pops in the view of that ten-year-old.

Our complaint was that there was sooooo much going on that we missed a lot – there was never anyone just standing around, but things were constantly on the go from the stars in the front of the stage to the extras at the back. But other than that the show really left us feeling elated and well entertained.

My only disappointment (and I never dared shared this with Jerry) was the starring couple. We never saw a lot of them ... fortunately ... Sleeping Beauty was just simply a fancy crib in the beginning of the show and the prince didn’t exist. But the girlie playing Sleeping Beauty (ok, she can skate a lot better than I could) was mediocre and she had a little tummy that the teenagers of today wear as a result of eating too much crap/hormones in the food. But she had a pretty face and, as I say, was more than adequate on the ice.

But the prince ............

The prince ............

Sigh!!!

The prince skated very well. And he was quite good looking (awfully skinny legs) but not bad on the eye. But he oozed gayness from every pore!!! Now don’t get me wrong: I am not homophobic, never have been, and my gay and lesbian friends and family members will vouch for that. But bloody hell!!! If a girl goes to see a fairy tale/love story she wants to be swept off her feet, not slapped in the face with a wet fish ....... Perhaps they should have added a twist and let Sleeping Beauty marry the evil fairy. Nah – she was just as beige as the prince.

But Jerry and I did decide that we’re going to attend theatre functions more often ... with or without the Séan-factor. But then maybe she’ll hate it one day and make her children attend such proceedings with their father ..... horror!

Happy Day!!!

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