My Heart Belongs To...

Daddy Warbucks! Found Mr. Anthony Warlow looking for a tie in Saks 5th Avenue. Hadn't caught up with him since his arrival in NYC so we nattered on and got in everyone's way.

He's not in the same dressing room I had at the Palace Theatre where he's about to open in ANNIE but as he pointed out, "That's the leading lady's dressing room." Of course I punched him in the nose.

He has already been warmly embraced by the theatre community here so I imagine once the audiences get a gander at him he'll be positively crushed. I apologise for this appalling photo. I appear to be turning into Mr. Hyde.