Wicked

We are currently in a pub after having just seen Wicked. Very impressive and well-done. We were on the front row (or the "splash zone" as it may be described with the actors belting out saliva alongside lyrics). Now I know how the Tinman lost his heart.

Also, I'm proud to announce that I have been asked for (and accurately provided) directions to the nearest Underground station, though the drug dealer guarding it may have scared away the people whom I directed there. On a related note, meth is not just a stateside drug. Who knew?