L.C. here. This is my last post on behalf of Cherry. She says I’ve behaved very irresponsibly and I am lucky not to have been had up in front of the Leveson Enquiry. Anyway, I’m feeling a bit crest-fallen because I didn’t find out who the mystery woman was first after all.
But I was there, when it happened at least, and yes, I know I wasn’t supposed to take pictures, because Harriet’s lot had an exclusive; but, what the hell, might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb, eh?
What a turn up! Who knew that the ghastly Haltiere woman had another daughter? How did they hide her from the cameras? Harriet says they thought she was a servant (in the Haltiere household read that as slave) and no-one, not even her Dad, recognised her until she took her shoes off – the heels weren’t that high. Madame H nearly ruined my pictures blocking everything out with her giant hat.
So, anyway, Lucette de la Haltiere is our new queen. Charming looks pleased, and the King frankly, relieved. I know you didn’t hear it here first or anything, but it’s still rather remarkable.
Sadly everything in this blog, even Elsie (yes it is Elsie, not L.C. no matter what she says) is entirely imaginary. Thanks to Jules Massenet and his collaborators, including Harry Fehr for the inspiration of the Blackheath Halls Community Opera production of Cinderella (Cendrillon) You can read reviews of the production here and here, but the run is over, so that’s it til next year, apart from those involved in the work who get together in September to start planning … Purcell, anyone?
© Cherry Potts 2012
