Only a week after seeing Van Morrison we find ourselves back at Hampton Court to see George Benson, this time with our friend Andrea.
Mary and I did have tickets to see George at Ronnie Scott's but strictly limited to two per member much to Andrea's disappointment. So when this concert came up we bought three tickets and cashed in our RS tickets for them to sell to someone on the waiting list - doubtless making for a couple of happy bunnies somewhere.
This time we went for the champagne picnic from the caterers. Since they are for two we supplemented it with a bottle of white wine, homemade, and very delicious, gazpacho plus some other nibbles.
This time it rained and, like hardened Brits most just put up the brollies and carried on.
This time I did discretely sneak a couple of shots of the stage but there were many others openly snapping way. I do wish they would turn off the flash though; at that distance it is of no use at all and the flashes are a distraction.
I found the music all a bit smooth. It is old school music to seduce by, you know the thing: glass of wine, dim the lights, put on George Benson and snuggle up on the sofa.
The crowd were clearly devotees and several of the tracks were obligatory crowd-pleasers that had the entire audience on their feet. The Times reckons five stars but the full review is behind their subscription firewall. It was all good stuff. So a good time was had by all.
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