We've come into Birmingham today to see The Birmingham Royal Ballet Company's 2:30pm performance of The Prince Of The Pagodas.
We got delayed on the M5 thanks to about 12 miles of roadworks (didn't see one single chap doing any roadworks), had to make a brisk walk across town to get here on time, so didn't have time to take any photos on the way. Disaster!
Quite enjoyed the ballet. Really enjoyed the intervals. There were two in total. Each almost as long as the three segments of the ballet. We guess the dancers need time to recover from all that flinging each other about and....er....dancin'. Made us quite tired just watching them.
We originally had tickets for The Nutcracker in December but Vic's op put paid to that. Shame, but there you go.
It's now about 5:45pm and we're starvin'. Not had anything since breakfast. We originally intended to eat at our old favourite haunt, Bella Italia, but it was rammed to the gills with hungry folk so we had to walk up New Street another couple of doors and try out a 'Cafe Rouge'. Not too bad as it goes. Vicky had Caesar Salad........
.....whilst greedy guts didn't. He had chicken, leeks and mushrooms in a creamy sauce, with mash.
It had a fancy French name but we can't remember that now.
It tasted lovely tho', and that's the main thing.
Walking back to the car park we couldn't resist taking a slightly fuzzy shot of The Library of Birmingham (must not be called Birmingham Library) at night.
Set the camera down on a wall an' all. Ruddy digital compacts.
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