Just Like That

You know that scene at the end of Billy Elliot where Billy is all grown up, and he is getting ready to go on stage as the star dancer and his family is in the audience, and they are so proud of him that they are on the verge of tears because Billy has worked so hard and dreamed of this moment for so long, and because his dream had become their dream?

The concerto concert last night was just like that.

Well, except for the mining strike, and substituting a trombone for the leotard and weird make-up, and leaving out the Welsh accent.

Just. Like. That.