Shaolin Monks at the Peacock Theatre
Last night Dr B., Dr B.'s ex-boyfriend's current boyfriend and I went to see the Shaolin Monks - Kung-Fu Masters Live at the Peacock Theatre, courtesy - once again - of our lovely friend E.
I had no expectations and I must say I only went because Dr B., who is a Ju-Jitsu black belt, was interested. After all, I had dragged him to see the Ballet Boyz last week.
I am glad I did go: in the end I had a very good time watching twenty Kung Fu experts defy pain, engage in combat and contort their bodies into positions I thought were humanly impossible to perform. I am far more flexible than the average 39-year-old, and yet when one of the Monks locked both feet behind his ears, Dr B. had the nerve to ask me why I cannot do that.
If I did, I don't think I would need him at all. I know - I have tried.
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