1st day, Friday March 3, D Day

 First day of the Great Spring Escape. Finally ready to go, with travel only as far as London via Blackheath, to see Margy on stage at the Olivier on South Bank, in Standing At The Sky’s Edge. Great front circle seat and a brilliant musical. Fabulous set and production with excellent music and choreography. Home to bed at Margy's very late, but slept well (not in the van, yet) and all set for a morning departure tomorrow. Super start to the trip. 

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