What follows is a list of some things that are probably useful to know about me. I really don't want any of it to come off as annoying, ranty semi-bragging, so please don't take it as such. And, above all I shall endeavour to keep to the point.
*I've been to see Paul McCartney in concert twice--once in October 2002 and again in November 2005.
*I also saw Ringo Starr in September 2003.
*At a Donovan concert I attended in November 2005, my friends and I got third-row-centre seats. Because we were sort of crazed Donovan fans (and possibly the youngest willing attendees of said Donovan concert), Donovan had a repartee going with us throughout the show and, at the very end, CAME BACK to shake our hands. That was pretty bloody awesome.
*In March 2006, I went to see Elton John's show in Las Vegas. I was wearing a John Lennon shirt and he acknowledged me, which was also pretty bloody awesome.
*The same pack of friends I went to the Donovan concert with also joined me at a Queen + Paul Rodgers concert (yeah, I know--it's not the same without Freddie, but still....), where Paul Rodgers waved at us, laughed at our manic fan-girl antics, and at one point even imitated our jumping-along to Hammer to Fall; Roger Taylor saluted us after Radio GaGa, and we're pretty sure Brian May noticed us a few times.... Again, pretty bloody awesome.
*My mum and I went to Europe in November 2006, and I got to go see Tim Curry in the West End production of Spamalot. However, the highlight of our trip easily was at the premiere of Ecce Cor Meum (Macca's new classical piece) when he and his daughter Mary smiled and waved at me. I thoroughly impressed myself by not dying or screaming. At one point, I think I was close enough to reach out and touch him, but my nerves got the better of me. By the way, he's about a kajillion times more adorable in person.
*On spring break this year, we went to Las Vegas again to see LOVE (the Beatles Cirque Du Soleil show), which was INCREDIBLE. When we got to the airport to head home, who do you suppose moseyed into our gate but John Cleese? No one else seemed to notice him, so I mustered my courage and asked him for an autograph. He complied and was extremely kind to me. Another life-making moment, as he's one of my comedic icons.
So that's all the cool stuff that's happened to me in fifteen years. The only really horrible thing is that my dad died of pancreatic cancer when I was eleven--up to that point I was a massive daddy's girl (he introduced me to history, writing, The Beatles, Monty Python--all that good stuff), which made it all the more dreadful. But that's basically who I am and what I've done..... Cheers!