Home not alone is a better price than bills?

Logging on to Facebook, these days is a minefield.

My newsfeed on most of the social networking sites consists of newborns, weddings and scan pictures (seemingly, your mush needs to be on the world wide web before you’re on the earth), all very nice and evidence of my old school friends and workmates growing up and moving on.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m very happy for them but, me? I’m perfectly happy to be knee deep in new shoes rather than dirty nappies.
But there is one announcement which does make me think about the direction my life is actually
going.

The new house.

Pictures of smiling couples at the front door of their new abode, Instagram snaps of a bunch of keys, welcome mats, moving vans. Kill me now.

Recently a survey dropped into my inbox announcing the death of the bachelor pad. Seemingly more and more young people are staying at home well into their 20s rather than moving out on their own.
In 2011 3m “children” aged between 20 and 34 were still living at home with mum and dad.

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Gone are the days of finding a tiny flat in a disreputable part of town with friends, Lazyboy recliners and a diet of pizza; the Joey and Chandler lifestyle is out and the comfort of the family home is in. I have lived in the same house for almost 28 years. Sure, it has advantages like low rent and, thanks to my mother’s obsession with feeding everyone until they are stuffed, a full fridge and though I pretty much take care of myself and my seven-month-old fur baby (just call me the crazy cat lady) there’s a small niggle that life is just stalling.

Rising house prices while pay sticks at the same rate isn’t much help for securing that ever-elusive deposit and the fact my younger sister and her other half have been in their own home for a year now just adds fuel to the fire.

But let’s weigh things up.

As I write this I’m sat at my desk in my bedroom, typing on my iMac, brew by my side, connected to wireless I more than likely wouldn’t be able to afford, never mind electricity and heating. If I lived on my own there’s the possibility I’d be sat with my cat watching Great British Bake Off on my own.

Living at home means I get to watch GBBO with another human being, my mum! Creepy crawlies in the bath? No problem, dad to the rescue. Maybe I’m looking at moving out through rose tinted glasses?

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REVIEW: Cabaret, Manchester Opera House

There are certain roles in the land of musicals that are so iconic it is hard to imagine any one else playing that particular character; Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz, Maria Von Trapp in The Sound Of Music and Sally Bowles in Cabaret.

So admittedly, when I went to see the latest touring production of Cabaret in Manchester, I was dubious as to whether How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?-finalist, Siobhan Dillon , could fill the shoes of Liza Minnelli in the 1966 classic.

Bill Kenwright production of  CABERET directed by Rufus Norris

Sadly, though Siobhan certainly has both the acting talent and the vocals to make a dent in theatre land, her reluctance to throw herself into the role of the underground club singer does her a great disservice, particularly during her renditions of ‘Mein Herr‘ and ‘Maybe This Time‘ which failed to be as rowdy and as heart wrenching as they had the potential to be.

The real star of the show, and perhaps the main reason pre-sales for the tour have been so successful is Pop Idol winner, Will Young.

Over ten years have passed since the original Idol beat Gareth Gates in the final and, time has been kind.

Our first glimpse of Young is one lederhosen-clad thigh, dangling from on high as he welcomes us to the Cabaret as Emcee, and his charmingly-creepy persona leads us through the show with aplomb. His stand out moment just before the interval, as a marionette-wielding, Hitler-esque, character, taking ‘Tomorrow Belongs To Me’ to a whole different level.

Those of a demure disposition may want to shield their eyes for the majority of the show, but this writer revelled in the sheer debauchery of the dancers; particularly the spectacular choreography and various body sizes which made a refreshing change from the body beautiful of ‘Chicago‘ fame.

Will Young as Emcee and the Company in Cabaret 2 Photographer Keith Pattison 2012 PRODUCTION

But interspersed with said debauchery were genuine tender moments from Lyn Paul as Fräulein Schneider and  Linal Haft in the role as Herr Schultz, and though their romance was short-lived, was played out tenderly and with humour, notedly during ‘It Couldn’t Please Me More (The Pineapple Song).

However it is the undercurrent of the show that truly tests the cast’s acting props, as Berlin slowly gives way to the Nazi regime, friendships and romances are tested and, as the final scene plays out, the true atrocity of the time hits home. The scene in the theatre perhaps outdoing the film with its bare (literally) realism.

The tour continues around the country until early December. For dates and tickets visit here