I know it will take me a while to get over this one. That Wuthering Heights especially was something very special and if I had known what it would have been like beforehand, I would have risked everything trying to record it for posterity. After all, they would not have wanted to interrupt Hayley's finale, and once in the camera, posesion is nine points of the law. I think I am far too timid about using my camera. I'm not sure that Hayley would have been around to save me, had the camera police insisted on deleting it. But from where I was sitting, four rows from the stage, I estimate about 12 feet,, I was mostly hearing Hayley direct and it was absolutely stunning. Those of you in the front row must have been even more stunned.
Martin, there was a video camera parked right in the middle of the front row. However, the cameraman forgot how to press the record button for a full eighty minutes. And, just like you, during Wuthering Heights, he was positively transfixed.
Sorry that it has taken a long time to catch up. A few days away after the concert. You can always estimate that it takes three times the length of a holiday to catch up with what has been missed.
However, soaking up the sun on the island of Sicily (I believe that Hayley has been here on one of her rare European vacations) one's mind was frequently taken back to Northampton.
"Boatman, take me across the bay on that perfectly calm blue water."