Friday morning I hopped in the car and took Dracoid & the Noblet to London. We checked into the Hilton at lunchtime and had a saunter down Carnaby Street (Yeah Baby!) where the Noblet acquired some white Converse sneakers to go with his suit for Prom Night, and Dracoid found a fine pair of handmade italian boots to complete his metamorphosis into a Russell Brand lookee-likee.
After a nice italian meal in Covent Garden, we went to Salisbury Avenue. I'd got very good tickets for a new comedy at the Gielgud theatre - Ralph Fiennes, Ken Stott, Tamsin Greig & Janet McTeer in "God of Carnage". Outstanding play that was laugh out loud in spades. The Noblet was on a high the whole time sitting a few yards from Ralph Fiennes - (his performance in Schindler's List is one of Noblet's top 5).
After a cheeky beer or two near Leicester Square, we caught a cab back to the hotel and undertook serious Quality Assurance on the liquor (Dracoid took a liking to White Russians). The Noblet was slightly in awe - his favoUrite actor is Kevin Spacey, who happened to be at the next table in the hotel bar.
We were umming and ahh-ing about whether to say something, but Spacey noticed the Noblet's theatre programme and asked if he'd enjoyed it. Turns out he'd been to the same performance and entered into a fascinating dissection of Fiennes' performance (inspired), Tamsin Greig's on-stage tantrums (hysterical) and the overall production.
He seemed in no hurry to get away and we talked about the rumoUrs he's about to take British Citizenship (might happen but not a priority), his work raising the profile of the Old Vic (his proudest achievement) and his future plans (on hold - apparently we won't be seeing him on stage or screen for the foreseeable future).
It took Noblet until 4am to get over the excitement so turning him out of bed this morning was an ordeal.
There's something sooper-speshul about your son thanking you for "the best day ever".
Contented Nobby is contented.
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