Dear 338171 (May I call you 338?)
Certain women should be struck regularly, like gongs.
How foolish to think that one can ever slam the door in the face of age. Much wiser to be polite and gracious and ask him to lunch in advance.
I can't sing, but I know how to, which is quite different.
Goodnight, my darlings, I'll see you tomorrow.
The theatre should be treated with respect. The theatre is a wonderful place, a house of strange enchantment, a temple of illusion. What it most emphatically is not and never will be is a scruffy, ill-lit, fumed-oak drill hall serving as a temporary soap box for political propaganda.