Ever since Wicked had opened; I had wanted to go and see it but I never actually got round to going until the show I was working on finished in January and it just so happened to be the same time as ..Get Into London Theatre’. ..Get Into London Theatre’ is when West End shows get together and sell top price seats for half the price over the period of a month; I thought what the hell, I’m gonna go and see it, so I logged onto the internet and booked my ticket for a Wednesday matinee.

When I got my ticket it was for row C in the dress, but it wasn’t until I found my seat that I realised their dress is more like the grand. I thought oh well never mind as long as the show is good that’s what’s important. The lights began to fade and I was starting to feel really excited. The actors came on stage and I have admit although I was loving the songs/lines/sets and costumes. I was a little gutted about not being able to see their facial expressions, however I was awe struck by Elphaba’s and the guy who was playing Fiyero’s voice, I looked down into the stalls and noticed that a seat was empty in the front row. I do remember thinking I know that girls voice, anyway Act one finished, I looked down and noticed that the seat in the front row was still empty so I grabbed my belongings and cheekily moved to the empty seat in the front row of the stalls, on my way down I bought myself a programme (I have a really bad habbit of buying a programme for every show I go and see, at home I have a huge bag just full of programmes).

I placed my bag under the chair and my coat on the back, sat down and flicked through the programme, I saw Kerry’s face and was like; I thought I recognised her she played Meat in We Will Rock You when I worked there, Just as I started to read Oliver’s bio the lights faded, so I closed the programme and started to pay my full attention to Act 2, this is much better I thought; I can see their faces scanning the cast on stage, in which I noticed Sean this guy who I worked with at the last place I worked, carrying on looking at the cast members, my eyes fell on Oli and I remember thinking he’s quite cute.

As Long you’re mine started and that was it, it was like I couldn’t breathe, it was so emotional, and their voices were amazing, I knew that Kerry had an amazing voice because of We Will Rock You, but I remember thinking, I know in order to be in musical theatre you have to be able to sing, but it has been a while since a ..leading mans’ voice has actually made my jaw drop, and I have seen a lot of musicals on both west end and broadway, and thats exactly what happened; my jaw dropped.

Act 2 finished and everyone in the audience was standing up applauding, I looked around and I could feel shivers up and down my spine from all the heightened energy everybody was giving of. It had been an amazing show and I was hooked, as soon as I got home my mum and dad asked me how it had been, all I could say was it was Wicked, there were no other words to describe it. I told them about Kerry and Sean; and then about Oliver, I actually remember sitting down on the computer and going on youtube to see if I could show them.

Saturday came and my mum and I were going to London to this Pop Art Exhibition at the national portrait gallery, as we were on the train I had an idea, since we were going into London anyway (the gallery is right near Leceister Square) so I asked my mum if we could pop into Dress Circle (a theatre shop in Convent Garden) to see if I could get the Wicked soundtrack, no problem said my mum. On the train my mum asked if I was feeling alright, “fine” I said “but for some reason I feel really nervous”, my mum asked why, I said I have no idea, my mum was like “Oh I hate it when you get nervous for no reason” we both laughed and got off and Leceister square, and walked to Dress Circle. As we stepped inside it was really busy, which is weird because It’s never busy, I headed straight for the soundtracks and tried to see if there was a London cast recording of Wicked, moments later my mum came over to me and asked me for the time I said five to one, my mum said “he’s here” I was like “who?”she said “Oliver”, yeah right I replied, no seriously he is ;said my mum, he’s here signing copies of his album, I was shocked, my mum walked over to the counter and asked if he was still here. The man at the till said yes, but he’s getting ready to leave. I bought the album and walked down the steps and saw him sitting behind a table, as I walked down the steps I also bumped into my friend Mark, which was funny, I chatted to him for a few seconds then walked up to the table and handed my cd over, It was all very weird. Oliver asked how I was, and I explained the surreal situation and he said a joke, he asked me if I was going to see Wicked that day, and I said no I saw it on Wednesday, we spoke a little more and then I left. The rest of the day I was feeling very strange about the whole situation. I was very lucky, if I had been about 5 minutes later I would have missed him. I guess it’s true what they say....Things happen for a reason.