I took my girls (both of them, cos you know, they both exist) to Taylormania, a tribute show, and sat in my chair while they got up and danced/screamed sang in the aisle with loads of other girls their own ages!! I wore jeans and a blazer that my youngest picked out (it was inspired by the song about the man?! I don’t know it, I only know the ones they play on the radio
) and I had a lovely time for a little while watching all the very excited kids, and then I got a bit bored
I don’t pretend to love something to fit in with my daughters - they can have passions I don’t have! - but I do learn a little bit, take an interest and want to share things with them. And obvs I got stung for merch
There was a really long queue. It was warm. SHOCKER!!! And I queued ages for a wee. SHOCKER!!! If only I’d been warned cos you know, I’m just a peasant who has never left her house and has never been to the O2, or Wembley stadium, or a theatre, or a theme park