Alice, my gigging partner in crime, arrived at 5:15 outside the house to pick me up, despite me giving her a bogus house number! Intuition or what?! We drove to Rayleigh station and picked up a train to Liverpool Street. I can't remember the last time I was on the Victoria line, but man it's slow! We cocked up slightly on the tube taking a circle line train instead of district and so had to change twice instead of once, but we got there in the end. I was glad we took the 5:34 train instead of the one half an hour later as it took longer than anticipated. We just had time to buy a drink, have a wee, take a quick look at the merchandise before taking our seats (which were better than expected) ready for the 8pm 'prompt' start according to the ticket. However, we should know by now that it's a ploy to get bums on seats before it actually kicks off, which in this case, was 20 minutes later.
Fast Love
I'm Your Man
Jesus to a Child
Amazing
Too Funky
Father Figure
One More Try
Faith
You Have Been Loved
Roxanne
My Mother had a brother
Outside
Careless Whisper
Freedom 90
I don't know what track he was singing at the time, but in the first half of the show, a very large inflatable George Bush appeared with a British bulldog sucking his dick (sorry to be so direct!). George isn't known for exactly being shy about views and issues, political or otherwise and this said it all. (See pic below)
After he came on for his first encore, he did Careless Whisper as a duet with the fans. I don't mind saying so myself, but we sounded pretty darn good! That song has been in my all time top 3 since forever. I was hoping and praying he would perform any of my other favourites of his which are A Different Corner, Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me, Praying For Time and Queen's Somebody to Love, but it wasn't to be :( I shall have to have words with Mr Michael.
After the second encore he performed an upbeat song which I didn't know and then finished the evening with Freedom '90 (as requested by the majority of fans), but I guess he was expecting that response. Not the one I would have requested (see previous grievances above!) but nevertheless, it was still very enjoyable.
George did say that the reaction of the fans and the atmosphere in there that final final night had absolutely made it for him, and thanked everyone for their support over the past 25 years. What an incredible career. To have longevity in music these days is an amazing achievement. At the end he said this had been the longest gig of all of them which was 'great for us [fans] but fucking knackering for him'! lol
We got out of the venue at 11:10, and were shepherded like sheep through the gates of the tube station opposite. It was a bit unnerving being pushed along by the crowd; if someone had fallen over, they would've been trampled on. It's a hell of a trek to and from Earls Court, and Alice and I eventually got back to Shoebury at 1:30 in the morning. Lucky Alice had the next two weeks off work so no worries, but I had to be up. I got to bed just before 2am, tossed and turned for ages, woke at 4:30 to go to the loo, then managed a solid 3 hours sleep. I was so knackered this morning; I just don't function without sleep. I've gotta say it was so worth it though. It's a one off. I wouldn't have had to go through the sleep deprevation if it hadn't been for the false advertising on ebay when I bought the tickets. It said in big bold black letters SUNDAY 24TH AUGUST but when I received the tickets, it had Monday 25th printed on them! I contacted the seller telling him how aggravating that was, how arrangements had to unmade and rearranged for that weekend and that I purposely chose Sunday as I wouldn't have to get up for work the following day. He profusely apologised and after my suggestion of suitable compensation he offered £30, which I accepted.

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