Published: 07:49, 18 June 2021
| Updated: 09:20, 18 June 2021
There's been several occasions in the last 18 months that all I've wanted to do is call the girls, put on some glitter and head to a bar so we can sing our hearts out and dance the night away.
But before we're allowed or even feel comfortable in that environment, an evening watching Six is more than enough for now.
The stories may be hundreds of years old and ones you think you know so well from various adaptations of Henry VIII's life but this is like nothing you've seen before.
The Queens share their love stories with the king that are filled with heartache, trauma and beheadings through songs of every genre.
A heartbreaking Ballard? Check.
An R&B track? Check.
A Greensleeves remix? Weirdly, check.
A Eurovision esque bop? Ya.
When they weren't taking centre stage the Queen's were backing each other like all good girl groups should. Delivering slick dance moves and sensational vocals.
The odds of all six being excellent performers seemed slim and I kept expecting one to disappoint and leave me thinking 'thank you, next'.
But it didn't come. Each of them were wonderful singers and told the stories with humour and sass.
And how many people can claim to sit next to a leading lady while watching her perform?
Everyone was already excited to be back in front ofa stage but there was an added pleasure of discussing the 'flat mates' filling the seats.
So while watching Catherine of Aragon perform I was also sitting next to her and our current monarch a few rows back.
This may have also kept the audience at bay when we had to wait half an hour for the show to start.
It would have been nice to know why. But up the curtain went and the frustration with it.
And, I must admit, listening to other people sing live for the first time in too long may have made me a tad emotional. But at least my face masks was there to catch my tears...