3:00pm-ish.
We're off to the cricket ground today for The Concert of Legends.
A pleasant walk along the river in a light drizzle is a good way to begin.
The BBC predicted it would stop raining by lunchtime, by the way.
Narrow boat passes under the Bridge Street Bridge under leaden skies and steady drizzle.
3:20-ish.
We're in. Doesn't seem to be a lot of folk here and, worse still, Alexander O'Neal is already on stage.
That means we've missed The Real Thing.
B*gg*r!
Note matting protecting the wickets.
It's still drizzling.
Alexander O'Neal doesn't have a backing band so he's kinda
doing a superior karaoke version of his hits.
Anyway, he's singing great.
All together now: 'I'm fed up 'cos all you ever do is criticise'.
All this takes us back to 1987 when we had only been married for a year and Vicky was busy persuading David that there was more to music than Rock, Prog, & Metal.
We didn't see him live back in the day. Don't know why.
We should have done but, hey, we've seen him now.
3:45-ish.
Support band on 'The Diglis Stage'.
They're a Ska band who've just flown in from Cheltenham according to the compere.
Good one (the joke, not the Ska band).
4:15-ish.
We've had a cuppa tea and a sit down and, thus rested, we take up a position towards the front in anticipation of Tunde (The Voice of the Lighthouse Family).
It's still drizzling.
Whilst we wait for Tunde, Vicky spots a 'nice juxtaposition'.
4:30-ish.
Tunde is on stage (note inappropriately dressed cameraman) and we are immediately transported back to the late '90's when we saw The Lighthouse Family at The Wolverhampton Civic.
Some members of the audience sat in the balconies that night were so taken
with Tunde that they threw items of underwear onto the stage.
with Tunde that they threw items of underwear onto the stage.
Thankfully, there's none of that malarky today.
He is a great singer when all said and done and when he starts to sing that one about The Sun's Gonna Shine On You Everyday (or words to that effect)…………………….
……………….the clouds begin to part and the sun comes out!
Now that's what we call 'a moment'.
The power of music, right there.
5:50-ish.
Realising that there is at least an hour between the acts on the Main Stage, we have nipped into town and are now sat in The Gourmet Burger Company waiting for our gourmet burgers to arrive.
These gourmet burgers are good, Vic.
We must come here again.
It'll be back to the fish, fruit and veg tomorrow.
6:30-ish.
View of The Cathedral as we make our way back to the cricket ground.
6:45-ish.
Back inside and Heather Small (The Voice Of M People) is on stage.
We are not fans of M People. Never bought anything by them and always
thought her voice was a bit 'stylised' (not to mention the stylised hair), shall we say.
But, thankfully, that was then and this is now.
She has lost that 'stylised' voice (and the hair) and sings much more soulfully now.
We are pleasantly surprised by how much we enjoy her gig.
8:00-ish.
Sunset over New Road.
Time for two more teas.
9:00pm-ish.
After another long wait between Main Stage acts whilst a support act, yet another Mod/Ska Band 'entertain' the crowd, we get the chance to get close to the front to watch Lulu.
David's first memory of Lulu is watching her singing 'Shout' on TOTP
when the world was still in black and white.
Vicky's first memory is of her singing 'Boom Bang-a-bang' in The Eurovision Song Contest.
She sings the former but, thankfully, not the latter.
Lulu is really good. If Rod Stewart could still sing as well as her he'd be a happy man.
10:00pm arrives and we are knackered and so decide to leave and walk home.
UB40 are the headliners but gawd knows what time they'll be on and, in any case,
we've seen 'em live before back in their 'heyday'.
10:10-ish.
Walking back over The Bridge Street Bridge past one of its many arachnoid residents.
10:15-ish.
Bridge Street Bridge all lit up.
We are home by 10:45-ish.
Fit Bit stats:
19,308 steps.
9.31 miles.
8 flights of stairs.
Blimey, that'll be David getting cramp in one of his calfs then.
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