The problem? I'm off to Conpulsion in EDINBURGH next week. I'm really looking forward to this for a number of reasons. Firstly I have never been to Scotland in my life, secondly I get a chance to meet up with loads of friends and meet new ones, thirdly I get to do talks about the industry and general bollocks (grins), fourthly I get to see Dave for the first time since he moved out to go and live in GLASGOW.
It was this last thought that was in my sleepy brain as I was booking the tickets.
Dave lives in Glasgow. I'm seeing Dave next weekend. Dave lives in Glasgow. Glasgow.... Glasgow....
Oh look I've just gone and f**king booked a return flight to f**king Glasgow!!!
Sramble to find EasyJets phone number, waiting (at 65p per minute!!), waiting, PANIC, I'M A MUPPET, waiting, "Hello you're through to EasyJet, my name is Sharon...."
Thank God, please HELP ME, for I AM A MUPPET!!!!!
"No problem sir..."
Fast forward a few minutes later and I'm sorted.
I am now going to EDINBURGH, and I've managed to get a later return flight on Monday too so I can hang out with malc and co on Monday mornign and actually have lunch (and recover from any hangovers).
Still, look it's Angus.....MUPPET!!!!!