DH won tickets for an evening with Pam Ayres.
Poor Pam had a very bad cold but bravely soldiered on with a glass of water at hand
It meant however we had to listen intently or we missed the punch line.
A few rows back was a lady who was enjoying herself so much that we did in fact miss quite a bit of the monologues.
The lady in question had a very high pitch laugh that unfortunately reverberated around the theatre.
But the biggest bug bear was she didn't stop to allow the rest of the audience to her the start of Pam's new story.
She seemed completely oblivious of all the looks she was getting, not so the poor friend sitting next to her who was overcome with embarrassment
Good Morning Sunday 9th August 2026

