I am so devestated, I burst into tears at the back of the hall when I walked in and the horrible realisation that I had gone seriously wrong somewhere dawned upon me, as all the other proud mums and pops with video recorders aplenty turned and gogged at me.
Thing is I KNEW what time it was - but somewhere along the way I had got things mixed up and I don't even know how?
I dried my tears and told her she was brilliant and I was so proud of her, and made something up about being stuck at the back and that's why she couldn't see me - but I just feel so darn crap now. I was SOOO excited about seeing her - she has been practising hard for ages, and is such a born entertainer, ARGH - I am sooooo cross with myself.
I suppose the only silver lining is that there were SO many videos going, that someone must have captured her along the way. Afterall it was the only way DH was going to see her.
Sigh. I am rambling now.