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Managed to acquire a ticket for Sting's collaboration with the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra this evening.

However, this was a minor distraction; the main show was really provided by certain characters in Row X. One chap was particularly exuberant in his love for the Police's back catalogue and was uninhibited in his very badly-timed-and-quite-piercing clapping, singing, screeches of 'Ooh yeah' and jumping up and down; maybe not the best during a violin solo. This resulted in several over 50s yelling at him, with retorts from him of 'They're all dead in this row' and 'I'll see you outside after and give you a good kicking'. Meanwhile in the row behind another over-50 had a bit of drink spilled on him and he also lost the head, much to the mortification of his poor wife. He stormed off to the bar to get a drink to bring back and have 'an accident with it'.
Tsk tsk, over-50s - get a grip.

Poor old Sting, there was so much going on it was easy forget he was there. Mind you, his display of Dad-dancing near the end got everyone's attention for all the wrong reasons.