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day dawned bright and clear and I felt excited to
be embarking on this tour.  I refused to let the realisation that there
wouldn’t be a happy ending for Mack and I get in the way of what was so far the
highlight of my working career. 
    The taxi tooted and I grabbed my bags and locked up the
house before jumping in to head for the airport.  When I arrived I saw Cam was
already there with the rest of the crew and I walked over to join them.
    “Hi guys, I’ll just check my bags through and I’ll meet you
in the departure lounge.”
    “Sounds good, do you need a hand with your bags?”
    “No all good Robbie but thanks.”  I smiled at Robbie and
couldn’t help think for the umpteenth time what a great guy he was.  A
delightful blend of charm and sensitivity and I loved the way he rocked out on
stage with not an ounce of self-consciousness. 
    I took my place in the queue and was lost in my thoughts
when I felt warm breath on my face and a familiar voice asking ‘a penny for
them’.
    I turned round to see Mack grinning at me and I couldn’t
stop the joy I felt at seeing him again flood my face.
    “Oh sorry was a mile away.  I thought you were already
checked through seeing as the boys were here.”
    “They went on ahead as I needed to swing by the office to
pick up a few things.  How good is it to finally be on the road?” 
    Mack’s excitement was contagious and I couldn’t help but
smile back at him.  It was pretty amazing to think that tomorrow night we would
be performing our first concert. 
    “It feels good Mack and seeing the single at the top of the
charts yesterday was a good omen.”
    “Rang Edinburgh yesterday and gloated!  When I first told
them about the boys they had serious doubts.  I think they thought I was raving
about them because he was my nephew so hearing them eat their words was a sweet
moment.”
    “You wait until you hear the set tomorrow night.  I think
you are going to be impressed.” 
    “I heard your final rehearsal yesterday from the recording
box.  It was phenomenal.  The boys in there were singing and tapping along
during the whole performance and that for me is the litmus test of good music;
music that draws you in and forces an interaction.  If you guys can illicit
that response from a sterile studio then it will be magic on stage in front of
a big crowd.’
    It was great to hear Mack say that.  We thought we were good
but to have it confirmed took the uncertainty out of the equation and just left
the fun of the performance.
    “I think I am about to have the best six weeks of my life.” 
And I couldn’t help myself reaching up and hugging Mack.  It just felt right as
I couldn’t help but think I owed this current success to him.  He hugged me back
and it felt good to be drawn into his warmth and feel his arms around me. 
    Funnily enough after we had that chat and hug things felt a
lot simpler between us and the next twenty four hours went by smoothly.  Either
that or we were just so busy there was no time for it to be any other way!
    It was fantastic to be in Queenstown.  It was an idyllic
spot set next to an inland lake with the most amazing turquoise blue water that
managed to look not only cold but deep.  The township was nestled at the tip of
the lake and was surrounded by huge mountain ranges that seemed to spring out
of the water in their quest for the sky.  The peaks in summer were still capped
in snow and made for a nip in the air. 
    The concert was an outdoor event and the roadies had been
working for the last few days getting it ready and by Friday mid-morning we got
to see the set up for the first time.  The stage was in a dry grassy field that
was dwarfed on either side by mountain ranges and it had the feel of a natural
amphitheatre. 
    I looked across at Cam and his face said what I was
feeling.  He grabbed my hands and was twirling me around when I heard someone
calling my name.
    I turned around to see Dazz walking over.  His real