Is it me you’re looking for?
Hot off the back of the Neil post, we’ve entered a New Year and I have a ticket to Lionel Richie. Yes, that’s right. One ticket.
I saw him a few years ago by myself. My husband isn’t a mad fan (well, not a fan really at all), but when tickets went on sale had offered to buy two in case I found someone to go with in the intervening 3 months. Given I hadn’t found such a person in the preceding 35 years, I bought one ticket. This year, the year that I turn 40, I am much wiser and bought a single ticket without a second thought.
But it is a New Year. And perhaps my last post was a little abrupt. Reggie, you are my one true love.
But Lionel, you can dance on my ceiling.