Day 145. We are aMused.

Today the sun shone down and we headed off to London to see Muse at the Emirates. When I say we, I mean all of us, Bea too. After our trip to the Paralympic closing ceremony we were better prepared this time with spare jumpers, coats and hats in case it got cold. It didn't. We took ear defenders for Bea in case it was too loud. It wasn't. And we were prepared to leave early so that we wouldn't have to wait too long for a train. We didn't. In fact we stayed until the boys left the stage and someone turned the lights on and coughed signalling the show was over folks, time to go home.

It was a spectacular night kicking off at 6pm with Bastille. We then had a face grimacing forty-five minutes listening to Dizee Rascal swearing his way through his set; when you have an 8 year old in tow every 'f*ck' seems to be amplified and the giant speaker in front of our seats didn't help. 'Just ignore it,' I told Bea. 'How can I when it's so loud!' she correctly replied.

Finally at 8.20pm, ten minutes ahead of schedule, it was time for the main event: three boys from Devon, a stage resembling a space station on acid and 60,000 of their closest friends.

Favourite moments for me were CGI versions of Barack Obama, David Cameron, Angela Merkel and Francoise Hollande doing the running man dance to Panic Station, everyone on their feet singing along to Knights of Cydonia - in the first hour of the 2 hour set - and Matt Bellamy acknowledging the moshers as they created a human whirlpool with "It's like f*ckin' Fight Club down there!'.

But the highlight was during the finale. On my feet, with my girl, jumping up and down, joy on our faces as we sang along to Uprising and Starlight, the latter being one of the first songs that brought sheer delight to Bea's face as a toddler. There couldn't have been a better way to end the show; from our car in 2005 to the Emirates in 2013, 'Hold you in my arms, I just wanted to hold you in my arms, I just wanted to hold.' Hold her I did. Oh what a night.

Last year I saw Bruce Springsteen, one of my all time music heroes. It was a gig I didn't think any band or artist could top but tonight I saw Muse and they kicked it out of the park. Out. Of. The. Park.