Can you tell what it is yet?

Since I'm only anticipating spending a limited amount of time in London before heading on to pastures new (9 more months and counting), I've every intention of availing myself of the various cultural opportunities that the capital presents. Though I'm not overly fond of the place, I can't deny that there's an awful lot going on around here.

Like Rolf Harris at the Royal Albert Hall.

It wasn't a planned outing, but I discovered early today that tickets were on sale for an event this evening, celebrating Rolf's 50th year in television. How could I resist? (I actually put that question to my several of my co-workers and they managed to come up with a surprising variety of answers. But I digress...)

The audience, perhaps unsurprisingly given the nature of the event, was clearly incredibly fond of Rolf, and he performed with his inimitable brand of sprightly energy and enthusiasm, quite belying his 73 years. Though the evening wasn't perfect I'm definitely glad I went. Proceedings were marred primarily by the filming for television which meant that several segments had to be reshot causing the event to drag on a little longer than the audience might have preferred, and also by one rather loud mouthed heckler who just didn't know when to keep quiet, although Rolf managed to deal with him in a humorous enough fashion.

But heck, I got to hear Rolf Harris perform Two Little Boys in the Royal Albert Hall.

London does have it's moments. Not enough to keep my here, by any means, but enought to keep me amused. For a little bit.