LAST Saturday I got into my car and headed for Dublin with one very excited 10-year-old in the back seat.
We were heading to the Ariana Grande concert at the Three Arena, with thousands of others from all over the country to see the pop sensation.
Joining the long queue to get in the average age was somewhere between 10 and 15 and the excitement of seeing Ariana written all over their faces.
For many, and no doubt last night was the same, it was their first ‘big’ concert and would be a night filled with happy memories, ones they would talk about for weeks and weeks and longer.
The shrieks of excitement could be heard all over the venue and that was long before she took to the stage.
The countdown to her appearance started with a 10-minute clock and with every passing minute, the noise levels got louder and louder.
When Ariana took to the stage it was simply deafening as they finally got to see their hero.
She made her name through children’s TV shows and she was a favourite of my daughter.
Shows like Victorious and Sam and Cat were almost on constantly and now for Zoe to finally get to see her in concert was just beyond her dreams.
The tickets had arrived as a Christmas present and almost daily since the question was asked how close is the concert.
I have no doubt there were similar scenes in households in the Manchester area and parents looking forward to taking or letting their young ones to the concert. The audience, if anything like Dublin, would be mainly young girls, all of whom would know her songs by heart.
Numbers like Everyday, Side to Side, Dangerous Woman and Bang Bang were belted out as the teens and pre-teens all just had the night of their lives.
As a parent, these are nights you never forget, a night that is supposed to be filled with happy memories, a night where they get to see idols.
For those in Manchester, it’s a night they will never forget, tragically for different reasons.