John Barrowman in the Isle of Man (Reprise)...

A moment I forgot to mention when I was talking about John Barrowman's concert. A sort of follow up to his line "I guess you're not so much into that in Man", when he got a low-key response to his questions about whether people in the audience were gay.

At one point between songs, John Barrowman wasndered over to speak to a man in the first row. Teasing him, he said, "Should you be looking at me like that? What will your date think? Is she your sister?"

"My wife," said the man.

Barrowman did a mock "oops!" gesture, half apologetic, as if to say, "Did I put my foot in it?"

"Want a threesome?" asked the man.

"Oh!" said John. "So you're into that in the Isle of Man. Definitely a reason to come back."

Bronte...

One of my favourite books is Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte. Some of you will roll your eyes, some will say, "Oh, yes!" - it's one of those books - a tendentious classic to some, a heartstopping romance to others, a pile of sentimental guff to others.

I haven't read it in years, but I can still recite favourite passages. "Jane! Jane! You don't love me, then? It was only the position, the status of my wife that you desired?" (Yes, I know, hideously misquoted. I am shameless in my Rochester-love.)

Well, last night I saw a somewhat cut version of the Polly Teale play as put on by some Kenilworth student actors. Very interesting - I'd love to see a full production. It's about the whole Bronte family, but centered (like my interest) on Charlotte.