We go to Wolverhampton by Metro - just to have a day out shopping and strolling, although I find the local accent difficult to understand at times.
Us Brummies know the place as 'YamYam' country, or 'The Black Country'. The accent is a long drawn out one, often taken for a Brummie accent - which of course it is nothing like!! lol
It is known as the Black Country because of all the industry that was in that area, which includes Dudley, (or as the locals say 'Duudlay') including glass making - that's a story.............. I went to visit my first husband's family in Dudley back in time, lovely couple, couldn't understand a word they said so it all had to be translated by my then fiancé. Uncle Dave gave me a beautiful glass plate he had made, almost clear glass with a pale blue design round the edge. When I can sort it out I will post a pic.
Any way back to last night .......... we were going to go in by Metro, I love an excuse to travel in a train along the road! While DH was at work, someone suggested going in on the 'proper' train, so I sorted out a map of the Theatre and found a pub opposite for tea and off we went.
The Theatre and the pub (The moon under the water - ain't that a lovely name!) were opposite each other and only a couple of hundred yards from the train - looked further than that on the map! It was curry night so we indulged and followed this with pancakes.
With a full stomach we crossed the road to see the guys - http://www.taiko.co.uk/
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| this is the domed ceiling |
The theatre itself has been refurbished but I can't find any pictures that do it justice.
The history of the theatre shows that it has had a long and interesting journey to today, but you would never know to look at it.
We were seated in row B and ............ no-one sat in front of us! The guys were magnificent as usual with a lot more individual drumming and the comedy bits were perfect, Jo is a natural.
There was a new team line up with some of previous shows drummers, Fiona was there but Shona was completing her PHd so was unable to tour and Jo had a short hairstyle. I spoke with him afterwards and asked what had happened to his dreadlocks (they used to be all down his back!) and he said he cut them off for charity and raised £2500 for Muscular Dystrophy - Way to go Jo!
So we walked back to the train, had another clean, smooth, well lit ride and managed to be back in the house before midnight.
As DH says - didn't we have a lovely time!!!
Thank you for coming to my blog a while back. We went to New Orleans then to New York so I am way behind in reading blogs. I enjoyed reading your memories. I enjoyed your post on rationing. I was born during the war and I remember that we had very little to eat in Paris – one egg a week. For Christmas my mother’s cousins would give her their cheese rations for me as a present as I loved cheese – I still do!
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