The rest of the night could be described as being pleasurable and painful. The four of us were now all looking forward to our show. But we still had to venture out into the crowds again. We headed down Regent Street to Hamley's (the biggest toy shop in the world). But any chance of paying this famous store a visit was eliminated when we saw the crowds inside were more congested than what was on the streets. Carnaby Street, which had huge inflatable snowmen floating overhead, was the perfect ending for our long trek through the West End. Countless small stores, street performers, Christmas lights and room on the pavement (sidewalk) to walk without being jostled.
We also stopped for a few more refreshments on this leg of the day before arriving at the London Palladium a little before 7pm for the 7:30pm start. All I will say is that the show was everything you could wish for in a musical adaptation. All the songs sung beautifully, the familiar story carried along by the music, and some wonderful performances by the whole cast, especially the kids.
Needless to say, after such an incredible and no doubt memorable day, there was no way we could make Jim and Brady walk any further, or even fight with the crowds on the tube. So we made our way to Oxford Street and caught a black taxi cab back to Kings Cross. Our train back to Hertford did not leave until 10:56pm, so we didn't make it home until almost midnight. Dawn slept on the train back, and Jim told Brady he fancied some fruit cake cookies. However, the overriding fact was that we were all dead to the world having been on our feet all day and called it a night within minutes of closing the front door behind us.
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