two words: keith urban.

Yep, this just happened...

When Keith Urban comes to perform in your home city, you don't miss it. You just don't. I'm telling you, what this man can do with a guitar and a bit of country twang... I wasn't the only girl in the audience going a little weak in the knees! The whole night was such a blast. Keith sang all my favourite songs (I nearly cried happy tears when he dedicated Without You to Nicole, because I am terribly sappy) and the whole night was full of good old-fashioned get-up-and-dance fun. I went with my mum and I honestly don't know who had the daggiest dance moves, but I think it might have been me.

And when Keith started singing Wonderwall and Joel and Benji Madden joined him on stage? I went mental. (If my mum is deaf in one ear tomorrow, it will be because of my screaming.) Now I have sore feet from dancing and sore cheeks from smiling – but you know what? They are injuries I'm happy to wear.

{Those people behind us with glowing eyes are really freaking me out!}