Brings it all back!

Just to prove I read my comments, today's post is to make up for the lack of a mention of S Club 7 yesterday. I'm not ashamed to say that their greatest hits album is on my iPod, as is Five Star's greatest hits. I've not yet got round to putting the best of Bros and New Kids on the Block on it, and of course it would not be complete without a bit of Take That too.

I went to see Take That at the end of May, and it was one of the greatest concerts ever. Robbie Williams at Knebworth was always going to be a hard act to follow (the man is an idiot but he certainly knows how to entertain a crowd), but the remaining members of TT have most definitely improved with age and I'd be hard pressed to choose one of them if I had to. Gary was previously my favourite (if you ignore his dodgy bleach job at the start of the 90s) and I wasn't keen on the others, but now they are all rather attractive - I'm looking forward to hearing the inevitable new material that they'll probably do to get a bit more cash in the bank. The concert was basically one huge hen night, with masses of groups of girls wearing matching sparkly cowboy hats (but not me, I hasten to add), and lots of gay boys wearing sparkly cowboy hats too. There were also a few kids there who weren't even born when Take That were around, and that made me feel old. I remember when Robbie left I was working in the USA on a camp in the middle of nowhere (see previous entry "Camp Transsexual, Pennsylvania") and we didn't find out for ages as Americans don't seem to have any news that doesn't concern them, we had to wait til someone's relative sent across a month old Sun newspaper. This was also in the days before t'internet so spending 3 months without email or blogs was nothing unusual.

But back to S Club 7 - fond memories again of their song "Reach", which was popular around the time I was sitting my medical finals in 2000. On the morning of the big written exam, most of the year were slaving away at the books, but in our house we were a little more laid-back and so spent the morning watching MTV and trying to learn the dance to the song. We all passed and I'm sure it must have been played in med club on results night - there most certainly "aint no party like an S club party...!"

I'm going to go and finish my packing now as I leave for the airport early tomorrow, bet there are loads of things that I forget, but it will be an excuse to go shopping if I do. So the next entry should hopefully be from Peru - see you then!