Am so not looking forward to the opera tonight. I love the opera but somehow seem incapable of going without a hangover that could fell penguins at 20 paces. The world record was Trstan & Isolde during the summer when my entire party fell asleep during the first act and basically never really recovered. Mac even fell asleep on a neighbouring Wagnerite not of our acquaintance and drooled.

At least this one is a corker - Madame Butterfly at the ROH. Bling bling-tastic. I'm going as I'm currently dressed - Jeans, trainers, and a t-shirt that says "Road Trip '98". Class.