My lovely, patient and understanding husband spent hours and hours sitting on the floor outside of the Emirates Stadium with me on Saturday so that we could get close to the stage. We had standing/unreserved seating tickets - all of the seats in the lower tier were unreserved - and I've been battered and bruised in the standing area at their concerts before so we decided to go for seats close to the stage and got exactly what I'd hoped for
I was running down the pitch pretending I was Robin Van Persie 
The show itself was outstanding (but the less said about the shambolic organisation at the Emirates the better!!). The best Green Day show I've ever been to, and in fact the best concert I've ever been to. John loved it too. He quite liked them but he came with me, under duress, to see them in Manchester a few years ago and he moaned about it beforehand and came out raving about them. On Saturday they played for over 2½ hours.
Workingman will be pleased to know that Leeds was very well represented by another of my favourite bands, Kaiser Chiefs, they played for an hour. All Time Low were on before them and were also really good.
We stayed overnight and on Sunday we got the tube to Notting Hill. I took John to Portobello Road, I love it down there but he'd never been before. The whole Notting Hill area is lovely and I showed him the house with the blue door (if you've seen the movie you'll know where I mean). We had cakes from the Hummingbird bakery - John had a brownie and I had a slice of cheesecake which was quite possibly the best cheesecake I've ever had and I've tried a lot
, it had bits of brownie in it. John did his "How much???" when we came out of there - it was nearly £8 for both - but I told him that he wouldn't flinch about paying that for mass produced defrosted puddings in a restaurant. When he tasted the brownie he understood 
I use their recipe when I make brownies and mine are nothing - NOTHING - like that 
From there we went to St James's Park then Buckingham Palace, Trafalgar Sq, Whitehall, Downing St, Parliament, the South Bank and then back over to Westminster tube station and back up to the car at Stanmore.And when we got back, Tom had washed and dried a load of washing and mopped the kitchen floor! It was his first time home alone as Joe had stayed with my parents for two nights - he asked when we're going away again so I think he enjoyed having the house to himself
