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No Business Like Snow Business

January 11, 2010

Yes, had to use it.

The other day I had one of those “moments” that life sometimes hands you. A London suburban park at noon, sun shining, untouched snow thick on the grass. It doesn’t get much better than that (except maybe when sharing a ‘post-lottery win’ Jacuzzi with the Miss World finalists – whose swimsuits failed to arrive back from the dry cleaners; puts in Mr P. Who obviously ate cheese before retiring last night). Moving swiftly on.

London theatre survived without any lost performances, and some venues were sporting enough to allow those coming in from outside the tube area to exchange their seats for another performance. Those who did make it in were rewarded with seat upgrades – every cloud has a silver lining. One person even skied into Foyles and nabbed a copy of the theatremonkey book, too, which is good news.

 Also picking up from last time, one American reader wanted to know what “Quality Street” was. Apparently another UK Christmas tradition that doesn’t make it over the pond. Named after the J.M. Barrie play, and first produced in 1936, the large 1.1 kg (OK, OK, 2.4 pound) tins are piled high and sold in crateloads by Brit supermarkets in the weeks leading up to the big day. A mixture of individually wrapped toffees and chocolates with caramel or fruit-flavoured crème centres, Saddam Hussein used to ask his victims, “What’s your Favourite?” following the famous advertising slogan. For more details, see

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