I haven’t written anything for a while, partly down to laziness and partly because I haven’t felt the desire to review anything. That is until the other day.
I’ve actually visited Evelyn’s twice in the past week – an unhealthy obsession is forming with the place and I can’t remember the last time I actually LOVED somewhere so much that I wanted to return so often.
We have wanted to try wine tasting for absolutely ages, but opportunities for wine tasting in Manchester come few and far between. Luckily, Joelle decided to go and try out a wine bar hidden away in Manchester City Centre, and I received a text from her to tell me they were offering a wine tasting session in a few weeks. WINNER.
Naturally, we jumped at the chance, and for £20 a pop, it turned out to be an absolute bargain as well as a really enjoyable night.
The Skriker by Caryl Churchill is one of many performances as part of Manchester International Festival which took place a few weeks ago. The Skriker has been continued throughout July, until it closes on August 1, and is definitely anything but ordinary.
I’m not a regular theatre goer, musicals are more my thing; but when one of my old housemates suggested we took a trip to see this fantastical play, I wasn’t going to say no.
Last night, the 38th BRIT Awards took place at the infamous O2 in London, and wasn’t it just…eventful. From Kanye’s terrible *audio mute* performance to Madonna falling backwards off the stage, the BRITS never seem to be a smooth affair.
Hosted by Britain’s most loved TV presenters – Ant and Dec, the awards show kicked off with a bang assisted by none other than Taylor Swift. I’m not even ashamed to say it – I love Swifty, and as per usual her performance was spot on.
The Lion King first opened in Manchester two years ago at the Palace Theatre, after a much anticipated wait.
This year, The Lion King has returned – and for over a month will be dominating the stage at the Palace once more for us lovely Northerners.
I personally, have loved the Lion King for as long as I can remember, and the point at where Simba’s dad dies still brings tears to my eyes…probably more now than it did when I was a kid. The emotional turmoil that scene has put myself and millions others through is unbearable to think of. “Wake up dad…”