Friday, 1 July 2011

This is where I get to feel like Blackbird*

Last week I went to see some live music. (Remember the last time I did this? Two years ago? At this rate, I have about a dozen times more before I retire.)

Anyway, a friend wanted to see The Secret Sisters. And we were just waiting around, beginning to speculate about whether we could actually manage to stand up for an entire evening (weren't they going to put out any chairs?) when we noticed the support act, Alex Hulme, who was singing a song that was so sensitive and beautifully crafted that our jaws dropped a little.

We clapped loudly in our comfortable shoes. Go! we thought. Follow your dreams! Pack your belongings in your spotted hanky - we'll wrap a healthy snack to get you on your way. Are you getting enough green vegetables?

It was one of those moments when you realise where you are in life. A beautiful young man on a stage - and we hoped his mother was proud.

*Blackbird has all the best tunes.

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  1. as a mother of three boys... that really got to me...

  2. I know what you mean. It's a sobering feeling.

    Must show that to my younger son, Tom. He has similar ambitions.

  3. I know that feeling.. It does make you stop for a second, doesn't it.
    (Or choke up, in my case.)

  4. Oh I love this! I feel like a mother to every teenager I meet, I want to mother them all, and help bring forth their dreams. Although it is very unnnerving when you meet a vibrant person in their thirties and you wonder whether you are old enough to be their mother! That's weird, not comfortable, there's a fine line between being universal mother and an old fart.


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