Magic? Yes, yes, it very well could be!

In just over two hours I will be in Belfast, preparing to scream myself stupid as four men in their late thirties try to prove they can still party like it's 1994.

To say I am excited, is akin to saying that Ant and Dec can be a tiny bit camp sometimes!

I would, however, like to take this opportunity to publicly acknowledge the awsomeness of my dad. Given my propensity to wig out in these kind of situations, even now, dad is coming with me - this despite the fact that he is still suffering Take That fatigue from the first time, and that he's actually claustrophobic, and crowds are not good for his wellbeing. I need him, so he'll be there. Now that is awsome, and I love him :)

(I still had to pay for his bloody ticket though. ;))

See you all on the flipside!