24 hours on (from George Michael) and we're in the Hunter Valley at the Bimbadgen Estate winery. It's a 'day on the green' concert with Tom Jones! Again we managed to score good seats - right in the centre, about 15 rows back - but still close enough to see the sweat pooling. We were definitely on the young side in terms of the audience's average age. At times it felt a bit like a big open air nursing home - full of mad old ladies being unladylike.
Last time we saw Tom was 10 years ago. He was 60 then so he's turning 70 this year (I'm sure my mastery of complex mathematics leaves you in a state of awe). I hope I'm that active when I'm 70. Though to be honest I hope I don't sweat that much. I'm also afraid now that Tom has stopped the Grecian 2000 program he's looking suspiciously like a heavily suntanned Koala. He belted out all the classics - Delilah, What's New Pussycat, Thunderball, Green Green Grass of Home. He also sang a fair bit of his new album. He rocked!