Every Picture Tells a Story.......

......here's ours from last night's concert  (tickets were a surprise gift for nothing in particular from my extremely generous and lovely eldest lad)...........after a very long motorway drive, our little car finally reaches its destination, Clydeside in Glasgow.....

....and just around the corner, our venue is in sight......

..... the marvellous new structure called 'The Hydro' which just opened on Monday .......

....looking for all the world like something straight from 'Close Encounters'.......

....The Armadillo building right next door.....

...and the BBC Scotland buildings just across the road......

 ....the little spots on the outside of  The Hydro are there to keep the temperature of the inside of the building cool in the summer months (a little over-optimistic thinking there on the part of the planners, perhaps!)....

.....ok,ok enough with the architecture I hear you say, so here's my youngest sister playing at being really excited to be at the gig (well she wasn't really playing, she WAS really excited!)......

......and here's The Maestro himself.....

 ....complete with an army of leggy and good-looking blondes who formed part of his band and backing singers.....

...then in a couple of interludes, in order for the artiste to go backstage and fluff up his hairdo, his daughter (one of many!), Ruby Stewart, took to the stage and belted out a great number....

 ....then back to the Impresario himself.....

.....and at the final curtain call to our hero singing 'Auld Lang Syne', hundreds of balloons descended from the ceiling, topping off what was a truly great evening. 

Today feels a bit flat by comparison but never mind, there's always 'Strictly' to look forward to later on!

Hope you're all having a great weekend and thanks for the precious comments which you left last time.

xxx