So, shame on me really. Because the mass exuberance, enthusiasm and unbounded joy of 7,500 sub 11 year-olds, belting out any number of singalongapopclassics whilst dancing their sandals off was a thing to behold. Like being at Twickenham for England-Wales, with the testosterone removed.
Mind you, before they started singing they just did screaming. This is a lot of screaming: