Nearly 25 years ago Al and I went to the cinema to see the movie Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.
We'd been going for movies nights once or twice a week all summer -
usually with Al's best friend Richard, and often with my best friend Gill too.
That night it was just us - and at the end of the evening, as he drove me home he asked me out.
A couple of days later I went to French Alps with my family for nearly 3 weeks.
While I was there I told my mum I was going to marry Al.
Five years later I did.
And now, 24 1/2 years later, we've been to see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels again.
.
This time it's a musical, premiering in Manchester
{as seems to be the way these days}
before transferring to the West End.
Like the film its rather stupid - quite over the top -
and really rather funny.
Robert Lindsay and Rufus Hound were good as the conmen-
whilst Katherine Kinglsey was just brilliant as the woman who bests them both.
Al and I made a night of it. Gma had Megs and Ben over night, so we could stay in the PremierInn next to the Midland Hotel
{It has the same view - and a room cost the same as afternoon tea at the Midland....)
The following day we spent the morning in Manchester Art Gallery
visiting some favourtie Pre-Raphaelites
{And some amazing large scale crochet}
and then saw the movie The Monuments Men at the cinema at Great Northern,
before going to pick up the children.
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