Since I last posted, I have had a few days off work. My daughter convinced my wife and I a while ago to let her watch Panic! at the Disco with a friend. I agreed to take hem, but knowing that this would be a long day, I took the Thursday of the concert off, as well as the next day to recover. I had planned to sleep, but did not get as much rest as I wanted. But the trip down to the O2 Arena was relatively incident free, just a few issues with traffic once near the venue. I had paid extra for parking but did not get what I had paid for. (Note to self, email the O2...). To say that the two teenage girls were excited would have been an understatement and we spent time before the concert getting a T-shirt as well as buying some overpriced but surprisingly tasty pizza in the venue.
The concert was amazing though. I knew some of the songs from my daughter listening to them over and over again. The support act was MØ and I thought that she would be hard to beat, but Panic! at the Disco surpassed her with the experience which was to be expected, but also vocally, which I had not. They played Bohemian Rhapsody, which I love. My daughter and I both think that they could also sing I Believe in a Thing Called Love with ease and do it justice. Leaving the car park was fun and due to stationary traffic, I dozed in the car for half an hour before we tried to move and did not suffer as none of the cars in front of me had moved! The girls fell asleep once we got moving and once we were on the main roads, it was a quick and easy drive home. I had to stop to rest more than normal, but it is better to rest for five minutes rather then drive when tired.
And yesterday, having the day off work allowed me to help with the PSA quiz. Last year, we won it, and the tradition is that the winners organise the quiz the following year. So at lunch, my wife and I collected some beer from a brewery in Suffolk. I thought we bought too much beer, especially as there was a large amount of lager from previous quizzes to sell. But on the night, all the beer we bought sold out and we had to practically give the lager away after dropping its price (it was getting close to its best before date). It was a tiring night, but it went well. My best memory from it was when the quiz master (the father of a child in the foundation year) played She's Like the Wind in the music section and the entire hall sang it.
This morning, I went for an early morning cycle ride with my son which stared well, but ended badly. We had talked about cycling to his new school, and when we got near to home, he did not want to do so, claiming that he was too tired. Now, he has cycled faster and further before, but has a tendency to not like exercise. So once we were cycling there, he did his best to cycle as slowly as possible. Which meant that he actually put more effort and energy into cycling slowly compared to if he had cycled at a faster speed! When he forgot to cycle slowly, I would congratulate him on speeding up (which he has done because it was easier to cycle faster than the speed he was doing) but he would instantly slow down. For those who do not know, cycling slowly is harder, especially at the speed he insisted on going. Which meant that when he cycled through an obstacle, he clipped it and fell over. But while the bike ride was not what he wanted, it has shown me that my fitness has improved and that I should be able to cycle to my work on Wednesday with no problems.
Anyway, the kids are prepared for Mother’s Day and we have been out to a nice (or fancy according to my children) restaurant to eat and they are all resting.
