Royal Albert

I've been lacking in inane thoughts since my return to colder climes, so here's one that I overheard last night when Jess and I went to see Eels at the Royal Albert Hall:

Eels fan #1*: (looking around the glorious Royal Albert Hall) 'Ere mate, wonder how much this place cost?
Eels fan #2: I don't know, but it's a shame it's full of cockneys?!

Indeed...

(I kept stumm, not wanting to embarrass myself with my non-regional rather posh no longer Northern** or working-class sounding accent...)


* This number does not denote the order of fanaticism in these fans - for all I know fan #2 might have been a bigger fan of the Eels for a lot longer, and owned more of their records - this number merely signifies the order in which they spoke...

** Okay, admittedly it is a little more mad fer it when I've had a few shandys...