World Enough and Time

This afternoon I decided to go for a long walk. It was drizzling a little, but not badly. I set out optimistically. And in less than an hour I was tired and my back was aching. I had to take a bus to get home.

That was really demoralizing. I felt stiff and aching - maybe because of the weather? - which made me feel all the more grumpy.

I cheered myself up by watching John Barrowman on the Paul O'Grady show; first as Zaza from La Cage Aux Folles, and then talking about what he's been doing lately, and how to put false eyelashes on while onstage, and how to wear a corset. And why there are never enough loos for women in theatres. One of those perennial mysteries.

Part 1
Part 2

How I would love to see him in La Cage aux Folles.

I find Paul O'Grady's accent difficult to understand - I need subtitles. What kind of an accent is that?