On Monday night, we went to see S Club! We were supposed to go on a Friday night back in October, but the venue cancelled because of a fire. They rescheduled for a random Monday night, and thay was far from ideal for us, but in the end, Nathan called him Mum and Dad to watch Sophia, and we decided to go.

I’m so glad we did because it was just brilliant! The songs are so upbeat and feel good. I stood and sang and clapped and boogied. I hugged Nathan through the slow songs.

I shed a tear through the tribute to Paul, who died earlier in the year. I hadn’t realised it was him who originally sang Good Times, but the whole song was played with clips of him singing and snaps of his time in the band. It was beautiful.

At one point, the fire alarm went off and we all laughed, thinking it was a joke after last time, but quickly realised it wasn’t. We all got outside just to be called back in again, at which point it was third time lucky, and I said I wasn’t leaving until I’d seen them do Reach!

Eventually, we heard their best and my favourite song, and it was great! I think I last saw S Club when 8, nearly 9. Hearing all those songs again took me back to a time of school discos and party dresses, 10p pic-n-mix paper bags, ice pops and space rader crisps. It took me back to the smell of freshly cooked fish and chips, bought on the way home after the disco, while my ears hummed with the memories of the music. It was nostalgic, and the endorphin rush I didn’t know I needed.

And, much to my amazement, I knew most of the songs word for word! Where have I been storing all those lyrics in my head?! I didn’t even know they were still there, but they came bursting through the years and layers that have filled my mind since. At one point I even turned to Nathan and said,’This song was track number three on the CD!’. I looked it up afterwards, and I wasn’t wrong!

We both left, absolutely buzzing. We were so distracted that we walked the wrong way out of the arena and added an extra 20 minutes onto the journey home! I was still giddy with the whole experience a couple of days later. If only every Monday could be full of so much joy!