Saturday, 19 December 2015

Through a Glass Darkly

This afternoon The Boy Child and I went into the West End
to see Goodnight Mister Tom at the Duke of York's theatre. 
and The Boy Child was more than happy to see it again.
There we were, settling down to Act 2 and 
the scene is where disturbed Mrs Beech is haranguing poor William.
The Boy Child does no more than lean across and whispers in my ear,
"she sounds just like you!"  
To say that I was appalled would be an understatement.

2 comments:

Sian said...

It was always a favourite book in this house. She has another one about after the war "Just Henry" which is about taking photos. For when he's a bit older.

debs14 said...

So funny!

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