Yes I went to the Take That concert last night. One of the very many who had a fab time. And what an eclectic audience, 2 generations of fans bopping together, mum and daughter groups, dad and son teams. First and second time round fans!

Most bizarre, at least so I thought, is what happened at the end of the night…… The concert had fallen on John’s birthday so en masse we decided to book and go the concert. We could think of no better way to celebrate his 37th! John and friends set of from home some time in the afternoon and I set off from work some time later. Approx 70,000 people were making their way to the concert, all looking for places to park; close by roads, car parks, park and rides. Being late I decided to try and park as close as possible to the venue and luckily I found one single car parking space right next to the venue. Parking was easy, finding my friends was less so. Eventually we met up inside the packed cricket ground, ably assisted by mobile phones!

At the end of the night I was asked where I’d parked, joking a replied in an aptly named street, Barlow Road, to which John replied ‘Get away, we’re parked there too’ so we can walk back together. Did you see a blue Mercedes he asked, (this was John’s new car which I’d never seen). Can’t say I was checking out every car in the street, I replied. Well blow me as we walked back to the cars and as I was taking a picture of the street name, John nearly had a coronary, not because his car had been towed away, but because tucked up right next to his, bumper to bumper was my car! Classic case of coincidental parking!