I’m always a teeny weeny bit sad when it comes to the Last Night of the Proms, and this year I was probably sadder, as the TV coverage has been amazing. Three concerts weekly, plus a highlights programme. Bliss.
However, all good things must come to an end, and the Last Night was spectacular. I had tears in my eyes when Joyce DiDonato sang ‘Danny Boy’, as it always reminds me of my dad. I remember when a colleague at work left, I whistled a rendition of Danny Boy for her, no-one except me really knew why (although her boyfriend is called Dan, so there was a sort of connection there, and she was always whistling at work). There wasn’t a dry eye there at that time, either, although I suspect for different reasons.
Anyway, it’s all over now, until next year.
Well done the BBC – another winner! (quote from Monty Python, I believe)
Next weekend, another sad end – the open air pool will close! Oh no, summer’s coming to an end…..
I need cheering up …..