Thames Festival 2009

It was my favourite weekend of the year so far. Friends, family, fun, music, dancing, bright colours, happy movements, silliness...

And Mike Sanchez actually made me do something I have never before done in the thirty-two years of my life. He made me scream; you know, like a doe-eyed teenager used to scream at The Beetles or Elvis. And I couldn't stop myself. I just held my hair in my hands and screamed a little louder with slightly bent knees.

That's TJ, my brother, in the photo. He was singing old jazz standards on the Southbank and I was the extremely proud little sister.