Category: Let's talk
Hi Zoners, it's your mate Bellatrix. She's writing this on the anniversary of something which I swear to god, did actually happen exactly a year ago today.
I've been a fan of Aled Jones since the age of three and I heard Walking In The Air on a tape of The Snowman someone had coppied for me. It would always be safely in my schholbag or Fisher Price cassette player when I went away to school a year later. Anyway, my moment came 18 years later at Christmas 2004 just when I was wandering where he was and what he was doing now, they played John Rutter's Gaelic Blessing on Classic FM, and it was Aled singing it. I was just getting off to sleep at the time, and just lay there and listened as his voice floated dreamily round and round my head. A few days later, they played Marble Halls (or when I'm plastered, Purple Walls) as I was waking up one morning. I loved that too, so decided to track down Aled and Higher, which I now have on CD plus his New Horizons, album. Well, what I thought would be the best day of my life came when mum and Gran went to the huge garden centre at Wisley, where the Wisley Music Festival's held, and mum saw Aled was going to be performing live there. She rang me at home, I jumped at the chance, and she bought tickets for me, Kay or Blairwitch on The Zone, Gran and herself and on June 8 last year, we were on our way to see him. We had all our folding chairs and a coolbag with our picnic tea in on our backs and we queued up to go in.
It was then that it happened. We were walking up the path to the lawn they were using for the auditorium and mum suddenly turned and whispered in my ear "you just walked two feet from Aled Jones". My heart did several backflips in my chest. I couldn't move or speak, Gran and Kay were walking just behind us and I could hear peoples, footsteps growing fainter, going the other way. Mum said Aled had just walked past us with a young girl and a lady who looked like a bouncer or bodyguard. My eyes felt like they were on fire. I just told mum to get a move on and set the chairs up and get me a reef before Ilost control and broke down completely. The concert was wonderful, all the tracks I knew from Higher, his second album he released after Aled, but on the way back in the car, Kay was fuming "you waited 18 years for that moment and he didn't even speak to us or say hellow or anything, he just shot past us. Your gran said she was looking forward to his concert and he said thank you". I was just trying desperately to stop the tears and laugh along with everyone else in the car. O how I wish he had spoken to us. Kay was putting my thoughts in to words.
Hmm the birth of my son and when I came out to Dad who put his arm around me and said "as you came son, as you came" also the freezing near fatal night, when I met the incredible guy who was to become my brother. Inspite of the pain of those moments, I'd love to relive them.
Yeah. Yesterday we brought over our neighbor's copy of Sports Illustrated that had landed in our mailbox. On our way home Wildebrew realized that he's probably the guy we can hear watching the Stanley Cup Final with his friends. Had I realized that earlier, I would have struck up an instant friendship and got us invited for the rest of the games!! *grin*
That'd be the moment where my first BF and I got together. I would so so so love to enjoy it again.
Well, I'd have to say the moments I'd love to relive are well...... the first kiss with my current partner, that really did leave me in a perpetual state of bliss, several moments with my brother who is now deceased, and well....... the moment I graduated high school, because I was the first in my family to do so.
I wish I could have had moe time with my grandad before he died when I was seven... The only other thing I can think of, is something that could have been some kind of relationship when I was 14 with this guy called Sebastien. He was over at our school on a French exchange and he was absolutely lovely, smile.
gosh, there are a few. One was when i met david beckham, he was such a nice guy. he shook my hand and said "gosh, you must be freezing" his hand stayed in mine for a while and i squeezed. as i was walking away, he rubbed my shoulder. i so wanted to go back, talk to him a bit more, ask him about his life, but, that moment was gone and i so want to go back. The moment jack asked me to marry him, god, undescribable. the moment we nearly met aled jones. i was holding jen's gran's arm, carrying a chair and suddenly she piped up, "looking forward to the show" "thank you" i stopped dead, and aled was gone. if only i'd have shouted out, excuse me? can you sign mine and my friends album? i'd love to meet him again one day. all the times i had with suzannah and my uncle before they died, i'd relive that moment again, and, the moment i held my half brother.
Wo. Kay. You met David Beckham ... I still can't believe it. Awesome.