Take That! Figuratively and Literally!!!

Right! Been a minute since I last blogged but in fairness to me, I’ve had a packed week!!! I barely even had time to fit in some partying (I was starting to get alcohol withdrawal here) but I found a way to eventually!  (Woohoo! My feet and liver hate me now but hey, who cares?!)

I’ve had the most unexpected of weeks ever though – I went to a Take That concert AND loved it! (I was not expecting that at all!) I mean, I like some Take That songs and all but I’ve never ‘officially’ been a fan. (I am now!). On the night, I did some serious ‘Panadol Dancing’ too – you know, the kind of dancing where you already know you’re gonna need painkillers for the following day. The Take That magic was fully on, complete with retro boyband dance moves, -it was such a throwback to the 90s! *cue wind machine and guys with unbuttoned  shirts*. And in random concert news - there was some random drunk 60 year old woman (priceless!) who had to be escorted out cos she could barely stand, some girl fainted in the crowd right in front of me (over-excited much?) and some other random girl took her top off (like - everything!) and the cameras on stage zoomed in on her! Hehehe! (Die-hard fan? Or just really drunk? *shrugs* Who knows?)

AND (big ‘and’!) I got to meet Cameron Diaz! Yes, (in my head) from now on I’m officially a ‘celebrity-by-association’. (Boy do I wish!!!). When I walk into my local Tesco next time, I’m gonna ask for a personal shopper… It’s what I deserve dammit J – and if the shopper dares to look me in the eye, I’m throwing my phone at her (actually, scratch that, I can’t afford a new phone). (For those who haven’t cotton on, I’m just kidding! I did meet Cameron Diaz though!)

And, who should knock on my door today but ‘le hunky New Zealander’(see here)…Yes, since my trip to Paris (see here) I speak French now… Hehehe! For those who aren’t as well versed in French like I obviously am, that translates to “the hunky New Zealander” (try saying New Zealander when you’re drunk…Mouthful, much?). Anyway, he came over to ask me out on a date… Okay, that might be wishful thinking on my part there and a weeeeeeeeeee exaggeration/lie! Hehehe! He did come over but to ask my flatmate and I to come over for his house warming party. I was feeling all special and sexy…till I heard him knock on the next door and invite them over too! Ouch!!! Anyway, I’m (kinda) still in the game (I think) and seeing as I’m not one to say no to a party (who in their right mind ever does?), what’s a girl to do but attend a neighbour’s housewarming when invited? In the meanwhile, enjoy the pictures from the show below

(N.B. I took these photos with my phone so they’re not the best quality!)

Concert Stage

Pet Shop Boys did the warm up

Howard, Jason, Mark and Gary came on first

And then Robbie...

The boys all got together

We got some confetti

And a giant caterpillar

And some 'fire-play'

And (in several stages) the huge giant man stood up by the end of the concert! Amazing!


And the MAIN HIGHLIGHT from the show –

- Robbie ripped his pants during the first song…(and that’s not all…) He then went over the crowd showing off what was underneath the ripped pants and finally HE TOOK HIS PANTS OFF! *faints* *swoons* The concert got interesting for me from this point on… I definitely fell in love a little here.  I was so excited I couldn’t even take a proper photo! *hangs head in shame*

Anyway, it’s getting late now and I’m off to go listen to some more Take That songs and dream of my Take That boys… Good night folks