Wednesday 28th May, I finally got to see Bruce Springsteen play live. It was an opportunity I'd been waiting years for. But he came to Manchester, played at Man Utd's football ground (booooo!!!).

But it was a great evening. I've never seen such cheese before in my life - and I LOVED IT. He'd be there greasing up his knees before doing a run and slide on stage, Silvio was in his trademark bandana and I almost lost my voice singing.

Plus I also got to spit on Old Trafford (home to Man Utd). What a brilliant day.

I could die tomorrow but be fine with it. I've finally seen the Boss. Nothing else can match that.