Friday 29 October 2010

I should be so lucky - lucky lucky lucky!

Guess what? I've got tickets to see diminutive Welsh chanteuse Kylie next April at the O2 (what used to be the Millennium Dome, the object of all right-minded citizens' scorn, contempt, and rage). I am pretending that I am going under duress in order to maximise brownie points but really I am looking forward to it. The seats come with a warning that they are unsuitable for people without a head for heights so I will have to take care not to bop too vigorously and fall on top of others in the 20,000-strong mainly adolescent or gay crowd who my friends tell me make up Kylie's loyal following. Everybody has their own reasons for admiring La Minogue and I know mine (see picture).