So here we are, standing on the most famous stage in the world – looking down an empty mall, trying to imagine what it will all be like tomorrow. The nerves are starting to kick in a little, bit like waiting for a hot date! Wonder how Liz is feeling? (she’s one of the soloists and I am proud to say she is from Wattisham).
It’s strangely quiet and surreal – we pinch each other – ouch – yes, we really are here. But hang on a minute..the dream continues, in walks Gary Barlow..ohhhh back to that hot date feeling..lol. Now, not mentioning any names, but to say it wasn’t just the rain pouring down, might give you an indication to how excited and emotional at least one of our girls was!! I am sure they are just the start of the tears that will be shed over the next few days.
Back in the hotel after a delicious meal, we gather in the reception to meet the other 90 or so singers, ready to watch the Gary Barlow documentary (did I mention we saw Gary Barlow ;0)) The programme was fantastic and as suspected, more tears, more hugging strangers and screams of joy when we saw fellow singers on the big screen. The atmosphere was electric. Strangers were becoming friends, tears were becoming the norm and this was just the night before…Us Military Wives had definitely arrived!