Belting out Dancing Queen to a packed gig in my white knee-high boots and kimono, I tried to concentrate on the roaring crowd.
Just don’t look at her, I told myself.
But as we hit the chorus again, I couldn’t resist…
‘Having the time of your life,’ I sang, sneaking a glance at Agnetha, dancing with her boyfriend by the stage.
Meeting my gaze, she patted a hand against her heart and gave me a thumbs up.
What a thrill!
I’d won the approval of the real Agnetha Faltskog.
It was 2011, and my ABBA tribute band, Bjorn Again, were doing a gig in Stockholm, Sweden.
When I’d found out Agnetha was
