Booing is an age-old cathartic expression of disapproval that supposedly makes angry fans feel a bit better. But does it?

I can live with a wonky smile. I can live with a Roger Moore eyebrow. I can live with getting Botox. I can live with not being able to pull duckface. I can live with not being able to frown. I can not live with The Fear. 

Copley Square is one of my favourite places in the world. It conjures memories of balmy summer days, fresh squeezed lemonade, dads tossing footballs to their sons, piano concertos, market stalls selling sunflowers as big as your head.

Four months tomorrow I turn 30. When my mother asked what I wanted to do for my 30th she was expecting an answer along the lines of a house party, a spa day, a meal, a weekend away. The answer she actually got was the Blenheim Triathlon.