I only watched bits of last night’s Jubilee Concert... Tina was busy dumping Tommy over on Corrie don’t you know... but I was very much glued to BBC1 as events outside Buckingham Palace drew to a close...
As always, there were highs and lows on stage... Cliff Richard was dire... way past his sell-by date and some of the other oldies certainly showed him how it was done. I enjoyed Kylie... I pressed the mute button so I could concentrate properly. (Sir) Gary Barlow’s Commonwealth extravaganza was okay... loved the little girl who sang solo and Paul McCartney provided a
fitting finale to the musical proceedings. Of the comedy links... I thought Peter Kay and Lenny Henry were great, but others weren’t quite so successful... although I didn’t see any Gervaise-style deaths, which was a relief.
It must have been a strange evening for the Queen... having spent most of the previous day alongside her husband on a barge; she now sat alone as Prince Phillip lay in hospital with a reported bladder infection. Hopefully his recovery will be full and swift...
I thought Prince Charles delivered a wonderful speech... he captured the mood perfectly and set the scene for a rousing verse of God Save the Queen... And then came my champagne moment... the reaction amongst some of the stars and many of the crowd probably went something like this...
Hang on, there’s another verse. Another verse? No one told me... Do you know the words? Neither do I... What do we do? Hum? Whistle... Shit, where is John Redwood when you need him...
For the record there are actually three verses, but that’s by-the-by. In the Kirby household, I smugly sang all the words... and as for those humming, miming or otherwise, well they should be duly dispatched to the Tower!!!
All my own work... almost.