
How to fill an empty space?
Put on a performance of the London Songs by Sian Jamison.
With a choir of 60 all dressed as Londoners from any period of history.

I popped back 40 years to late 70’s punk.
I can still get into the lycra/ jersey mini skirt but my knees are not so pretty. The make-up flowed on like I still do it every day, but…
The Wrinkles. Who put a contour or topographical map on my face?
Every year etched on my face as a trip hazard for dramatic make up.
So the knees just had to show their age and the face went for a modified version because nobody needs to look quite that ghoulish on a Saturday night.
And we filled the space magnificently.


