I had a fantastic weekend. Not least because I went to see Love Never Dies at Capitol Theatre.
I was struck at the end of the show how odd clapping is and yet so right at the same time. The audience was moved by the performance to make noise with their hands. Bizarre yet natural.
When was the last time you clapped your hands together because something impressed you or made you happy?
I think before this weekend, the last time I involuntarily clapped something was when Kynan crossed the finish line in his last race at Oceania. I was on a hill, on my own, but that deserved applause.
No wait.
I applauded a cocktail at the weekend.
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