I always have this vivid memory as a child of going to my first concert, I was ten years of age and my sister brought me to see boyzone in the point (3arena).
The counting down the days telling everyone in school and deciding what to wear, which of course was my Boyzone t-shit.
The day of the concert we got the train into town the whole family wore excited for me. My sister had a few surprises to make it even more special, Instead of walking to the point we got a boat down,
I remember been shocked and little nervous by all the people when we got to our seats, I was so small I could hardly see anything as everyone was taller than me.
Now you have to remember this was 21yrs ago so health and safety wasn’t as big an issue, so are seats wore right at the stairs so my sister got me to stand on the stairs how I could see the gig, security did come over but my sister explained I couldn’t see and it was my first concert so they let me stay there for the night.
The concert lived up to everything and more, I remember everyone stamping there feet and feeling the vibrations on the floor and being so a excited when my sister got me a program and just thinking this was the most amazing night ever.
After the concert we got back on the boat and my sister took me to Eddie rockets it was my first time eating there it was even more exciting being in town so late.
Thinking back on this memory today brought tears to my eyes, thinking that children lost there lives going to there first concert instead of it being a happy evening it was a nightmare.
My parents waited up to hear all about my first concert, last night parents stayed up because they couldn’t find there children and prayed they wore still alive.
Like most people yesterday’s attack shocked and sickened me as children wore targeted. I have to wonder what kind of world we live in, I hope and prey this never happens again.
I know this is very different from my normal posts but yesterday we lost so much innocence in one night, I felt like it was only fitting.
Lots of love