Tonight's the Night!

Noah's big Sing Out is tonight. Five schools, a gigantic hall, and all the hype you can imagine.

Today was dress rehearsal and, according to Noah, "the hall is, like, massive. You could fit 20 of this room right the way up and 10 across."

And there are risers! "We are going to be on a huge stage with levels with the taller people at the back and shorter ones at the front." When asked if he is at the back he said, "Of course. Coincidentally, most of the back row are Rosetta pupils. We are the tallest of the schools."

They might be giants flashed through my postnatal mind. Or maybe we just have better food in our neighbourhood what with being so close to the major supermarket chains as well as the independent greengrocers, butchers, etc. Or is it the water...just a touch of lead pipe here and there until 2010 when Belfast will have 'tunneled toward the future' and done something about the mains and sewers that have sufficed lo these many years.

I digress and insert silliness because I am sad not to be seeing Noah in his big moment. Baby Aodh is a tinsy bit yellow and his belly button needs an airing. The lowliest among us requires my presence so the mightiest voice will have to be celebrated by Cousin Flash and Friend Paula. (Don't worry, they were the fans Noah was hoping to impress anyway).