Bit of a sore throat this morning after singing my wee heart out last night with Son #1 at the Temptations and Four Tops concert. Son #2 had bought the tickets – he learned his love of Motown from his old mum – but as he is still down-under he couldn’t go. I did try to sell his tickets, honest. So we went instead and Son #1 was a tad reluctant, having lots of studying to do and being far too cool to enjoy some very old boy bands.
Well, apart from the woman on Prozac, he was first on his feet to boogie on down. What a night! It was just wonderful. Everyone was up dancing, artificial hips, knees and all. I haven’t had so much exercise in a long time. Just great.