The clock struck 6:45pm and there we (Annie, Amy, Lissie and Maz) were, standing on the corner of a dark street surrounded by men and women in corsets, dark make-up and funny accents. No we were not in line for Hanson tickets, we were on our way to see 'Dracula' - A cabaret extravaganza. We were really not sure what to expect but we got our glad rags on and our cocktail vouchers and hoped for the best... the best it certainly was.
We were piled into a small room in groups where we were explained the process of 'Colonising' (what happens to cameras if you take a picture) and then we were taken to the ghost train. By this point we were all a little over excited and screamed our heads off at gusts of wind and party poppers.
On our arrival into the theatre of horrors we were shown to our seats and settled in for a night of comedy, dance and cabaret, with a side helping of death by chocolate.
The food was exquisite and the comedy was brilliant. Adolf Hitler, the Marquis de Sade, Alice in Wonderland, Queen and some glow in the dark sperm ('When I was a sperm there was a lot to learn...') all made an appearance. We laughed so hard!
At the end of the show a couple of cast members joined us at the bar where Annie managed to pick on the only cast member who had been there for less than two days. He was a great guitarist but he did look a little awkward in his gimp costume.
After a chat with Jack Sparrow at the bar we walked into town to meet Annie's landlord Reggie who raved about a great band that was playing in town. 'Great' was definitely the word that sprang to mind when we first heard them. Awful, dreadful,shocking,unpleasant, offensive... take your pick. For some reason we stayed until the end and then decided to move next door to the gay bar... second mistake of the night. It was free to get in, the people in there were friendly enough and the music was alright but we attracted the attention of some undesirable bouncers and Elaine - not a girl... a guy. Not gay... straight. The things you see when you travel...