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it was in an old wallet. front row, middle seat. there is an interesting story connected to this ticket. shall i say what it is or should i not? say yes.

Yes, please tell the story ...

yes pls... do tell the story Geoffrey

Come on Geoffrey you have women begging you to tell all. Surely you can't disappoint them!

To quote the man himself 'Please baby, please baby, please'...
xx

unfortunately it is not possible to tell the story, so must ask for forgiveness. i wanted to tell it, and in fact wrote it down several times, but could not click on the 'submit' button. please believe that i sincerely did try, but it wouldn't happen. no one is more disappointed than myself

say yes, you say
yes, we say
nope, sorry i won't, you say

what's next G.?

will you offer us sweets
and then run away

Why does it say stalls - £2.00 ... did they not have seats?

Cate wrote:say yes, you say
yes, we say
nope, sorry i won't, you say

what's next G.?

will you offer us sweets
and then run away

Why does it say stalls - £2.00 ... did they not have seats?

cate, i understand your frustration, and am working on how to make amends - if that is at all possible. be assured i feel very bad about this. stalls, yes, a good question. perhaps they decided to buy seats after the tickets were printed?

don't know why, but this ticket always made me think of the roadrunner - "meep meep"

Love your handmade tape cover Geoffrey, it reminds me of the days of mixed tapes.

Stalls again - what does that mean?
Where on earth are they putting these poor English fans that just want to see a concert.

stall [...]
3 (usu pl) (not US) seat in the part of a theatre nearest to the stage.

Oxford Advanced Learner's Dictionary of Current English,
Third Edition 1974

Geoffrey wrote:don't know why, but this ticket always made me think of the roadrunner - "meep meep"

Considering the nature of some of your recent posts (and their aftermath...), this reminded me of you:

LisaLCFan wrote:Considering the nature of some of your recent posts (and their aftermath...), this reminded me of you

well, it is nice to know that i can remind someone of something. i am flattered. to exist in another's thoughts is like having one's portrait hung on the walls of their memory