Hello down there, it's me - I'm up here on the ceiling..still...and it's been a week! Oh my goodness what a day; well what an evening last Sunday's turned out to be when we went up to London to see Coldplay- and I still haven't recovered. And where do I start? Oh yeah, I'll start with the first 'C' which is Cath Kidston and wait for it...I stood outside her house and touched the handle of her front gate! Yes, I really did! It was about 6pm and pitch black, we were visiting my brother's friends (who are her neighbours) before we caught the tube into London to see Chris. They offered us a cup of tea which we accepted but as the kettle boiled I could hardly sit still as I was itching to go outside and lurk! So Anth, sensing my anticipation, went outside with me to take a photograph of me standing by her gate in the dark. Honestly, what a sight we were. I was worried someone might think we were casing the joint and call the police, as we stood under the street lamp gazing up at her dark house. Every car that went by I thought it could be them returning home and how would I explain myself..."umm yes, well, I just wanted to touch your gate so I could say on my blog that I have touched something you have touched...no..er..I'm not a crazy lady..no, um..just an admirer..oh but not in a creepy/stalker way. Honestly." It was a wonderful experience I have to say even though it was so dark, but I'm not sure the neighbours really 'got it' as we returned for our tea. Much later on after the concert the neighbours sent a text to my brother saying that they had found a puddle in their lavatory and they had thought it was me..until they discovered a leak! I know I was excited but I did manage to get on to the toilet. Truly.
We then went to see Coldplay and the second thrill of the night was that we discovered that our seats were much, much better than we thought and were on the side of the stage about 20 metres away. I nearly blew a gasket with excitement- as we waited I didn't think my legs would let me stand they were shaking so much. But stand I did. Stand, jump, scream and I was also visited by that strange urge that Matthew had way back then and when the music died down after their first song I found myself yelling,
"I LOVE YOU, CHRIS!"
People's heads spun around to look at me. Anth, Lucy and Matthew turned and stared but I just mumbled, "Do you think he heard me?" The woman in front turned and said, "I'm sure he did." It was truly wonderful. I was the only person in our seating area that was standing and behaving most unlike a 45 year old mother of three should do. I just threw myself heart and soul into enjoying every minute of being in the same room as him. At one point I nearly toppled forward, so desperate I was for Chris to see me as he turned our way! My voice hasn't quite been the same since. Matthew took some photos so when he sends them to me I will post them on here.
So what an evening eh? Chris and Cath all in the space of 3 hours! And that other C word, yes the one that I'm not nearly ready for, is approaching fast. I'm putting up our decorations as I type so must get back to it. Back tomorrow with some unfestive sewing and hopefully a trimmed tree.
