There were the usual assessment of ‘ physically  normal  looking ‘ people in the disabled area of the gig.  One lady, in a silk red dress, definitely started in the non disabled area, and after half an hour ended up positioning herself at the front of the D area…. she had definitely had a lot of Botox, and possibly a facelift, but I’m not sure if that kind of self inflicted wrinkle removing paralysis counts as actually being disabled? Im sure that the man in the corner was Morgan Freeman, but he didn’t speak so I can’t be sure. In common with the others he didn’t smile either, which seems to be the code of behaviour in the D area, for both the afflicted and their carers ( as neither rarely look disabled, it’s impossible to tell which is which ? )

Pia and i don’t fit in, as we laugh, smile, do satdowndancing, and drink a fair bit ( we seem to be the only ones to do much of the latter, as well ?! )

Mr Ant was very good. He hasn’t lost whatever it was that he had in the first place. He still dances in a very effeminate way, last night in tight leather and a cowboy hat.   He still sounds and looks ( from a distance anyway ) like he did in the Eighties.  The Albert Hall was packed, so he definitely isn’t short of fans/ the curious to see if he’s still any good.

We were in a very small minority of peeps that had dressed up as him….. not surprisingly… but we did both get a LOT of compliments… possibly mostly tongue in cheek…