I was a lot more nervous than she was.
They had technical problems but she didn't turn a hair. When a performer is relaxed and confident it is immediately obvious to the public and they were all with her from the start.
I was, of course, bursting with pride.
She was wearing one of my old stage outfits, my jewelry and her own boots.
And very much her own voice.
By Friday night I was feeling ill again and had to delay Saturday's jazz workshop.
Oh well, there are lots of good films on...