I picked up a bit of last minute temping this week so my perfectly planned week of gym-going, blogging and washing all the bedding went out the window (it's going to be one helluva shock to go back to working full-time again). But one thing that did not go 'out the window' (at 21 sleeps to go but I was too tired to wax lyrical yesterday) was seeing the Gipsy Kings live at Kew Gardens!
I've not ever been majorly into these guys, having only really heard their big hit, Bamboleo, back when they were A LOT younger. But I love Spanish/Latin music and J's quite a Gipsy Kings fan so I got us some tix about 4 months ago...and after work on Friday we met in Richmond, me laden down with some divine picnic nibbles from Waitrose and J with our two folding deck chairs and strolled over to Kew Gardens...and had such a great night!
The support act, Motimba, started at 7.30 and warmed up the crowds for about an hour with a cruise-y Cuban mix of tunes, great background for us to enjoy our nibbles and a lovely bottle of Oyster Bay Sauvignon Blanc. Then after a short 'wee break' (for us, not them!), the Gipsy Kings strummed their way into everyone's hearts (and a fair few hips that were wiggling about!) with their passionate Latin melodies. Their passion for the music is just so inspiring and it took me right back to travelling in Spain in 2002 - where I bought a CD from a local Granada-ian band who entertained us at dinner one night and thought that the flamenco in Seville was one of the breath-takingly sexiest things I had ever seen.
There was nothing for it but for us to open a lovely bottle of South African Shiraz to accompany all this passion and fire...and speaking of fire, at 10.15 this was all topped off by some spectacular fireworks...
So I spent my '21 sleeps to go' under the stars with great music, and fireworks, with my lovely man - now THAT's what I call a date night!