Diamond Jubilee Madness

So, the Diamond Jubilee is over. There was quite a lot of rain, some boats, some groups and singers, some fireworks, some beacons, a very long church service that got TV coverage on two of our main channels, and the colours red, white and blue featured heavily, usually in the form of the union flag. All pretty standard stuff for jubilees.

The Jubilee Concert took place on Monday evening. I didn’t see the whole concert, but I managed to catch some of it and, from what I saw, it was a pretty mixed bag when it came to the quality of the performers.

Some of them, naming no names . . . oh, bugger it, Sir Cliff Richard and Cheryl Cole, had difficulty in hitting the right notes, or hit the right notes but in the wrong order. An affliction Sir Paul McCartney suffered from too, but to a much lesser degree of severity than the aforementioned artistes.

Sir Tom Jones showed them how it should be done by giving a belting performance of Momma Told me Not to Come and Delilah. Stevie Wonder kept the good stuff going by performing Sir Duke, Isn’t She Lovely, Happy Birthday and Superstition.

But the absolute highlight of the whole event for me, was Madness who performed Our House and It must Be Love from the rooftop of Buckingham Palace. The palace itself gave a pretty mean performance too during Our House as its facade was lit up by a very clever light show that changed its whole appearance.