Now I witter on about things being wonderful and fabulous and divine - even when just applied to a cup of tea or a darling handbag. But Friday night was FABULOUS. Amazing. Wonderful and breathtaking. There are no superlatives suitable for such and event.

I saw Liza Minnelli on stage. In Nottingham. I expected to have to be... well... generous about her. I expected to have to make allowances and just appreciate all that she was instead of what she is if you take my meaning. From her first show-stopping number and the standing ovation on her entrance, to her endless, effortless singing and dancing, ending up with her singing her heart out a cappella, I was captivated. My eyes and ears were hungry for more, more more. She was not a washed out torch-singing diva with a past we had come to see, this was pure energy and class and a consumate entertainer. Her voice soared and had lost none of its range, her actions seemed natural and her warmth and happiness at being on stage and performing, genuine. At 62, her legs were gamine and worthy of someone half her age and her banter - including sly swipes at her own oft-mentioned bad husband choices and 'liquor and pills' - did not seem scripted or trite. She looks like her Momma the older she gets, she sounds like her Momma at times but she is always, always, herself. Liza-with-a-Z

I hope to God I look like that at her age. Hell, I wished I looked as good as that now...

So much good karma and my heartfelt thanks, love and devotion to Mike who kindly took me along as his guest.

Now in the not-so fabulous category, obviously Liza sucked all the wonderfulness out of this world and sadly, sadly, Yves St Laurent has died. I shall be wearing my YSL jacket in his honour today. It is fittingly, black grosgrain silk. (Vintage darlings, vintage).My wedding dress in red satinn was a YSL style and pattern, and was a classic design of his from the 80's. If you remember all those crazy, crazy 80's fashion years, you remember the bad stuff. But HIS designs stood out from that melange. Classic lines, beautiful cuts and never out-dated. Ah! now there was man who could dress a woman....