So I went with GG to see Oedipus.
Very good play.. great performances, modern take on the Greek tragedy.
The take home message was that if you happen to have been adopted as a baby, then met an older lady once a grown up, and fallen for her… just make sure ( nowadays via a DNA test ) that she’s not actually your mum.. before you sleep with her, marry her, and have several children.
If you don’t carry out this fairly basic check.. then once you all find out much later on that you’ve all been incestuous.. she may well shoot herself, prompting you to then self harm ( possibly by poking out your own eyes ).
I’m sure it’s a common tale.
Thanks to the G man for coming with me to see the legendary band, Jet, tonight in Kentish Town. You’ll probably know their big hit – When you gonna be my Girl ? – but they have loads of other great songs too.
And it’s not raining, thank God.
Aside from that, massive congratulations to GG’s daughter ( Emma ******* ) who has just given birth to a son. The dad is Scottish.
I did text Emma to suggest boys names, but to my surprise she didn’t go for Rod Stewart ****** , instead opting for something far less memorable. It’s not Kenny Dalglish ******* , but it’s something like that.
I need sleep.