(And not ABBA in Glasgow. Now, that would be awesome but frankly we all know it’s not going to happen).
I have a confession to make: I love ABBA. I know they are terribly kitsch but that’s all part of the appeal really – that and the glitter, the sequins, the outrageous outfits and the cheesy lyrics. Listening to ABBA always puts me in a good mood and the Swedish foursome has often given me a much needed boost when I was feeling low or tired - the depressing Sunday evenings in smelly trains taking me back to an empty house, the lonely weekends in the lab at the end of my PhD, editing and printing the same PhD thesis and the last kilometres of my two 10K last spring. It’s no surprise then that ABBA is back on my iPod now that I have started running again in preparation for this.
You’d think by now I would know all their songs inside out but I was very surprised to discover that Glasgow features in one of them and I had never realised until Friday morning. Do you know which one I’m talking about?