In this picture you can just make out Wilson fighting through the theatre crowds to buy ice creams during the interval. Naturally there were no ant-flavour ice creams, but he whispered to me that it didn't matter because he'd brought his own ants to sprinkle on. Some of these escaped and caused a measure of discomfort to the woman sitting next to W, but we both pretended not to notice and I think we got away with it.
After the performance, W got to meet Miss Julia the choreographer, ending what was altogether a very exciting day.
W sang 'That's Your Funeral' and 'As Long As He Needs Me' all the way home in the car.
ALL the way home.
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