This Friday, I was rushing, to get tickets, for, Of Monsters & Men at The Forum.
It sold out, so I had a quick search & was surprised to find tickets for them the next day at Brixton. A right touch.
I only realised, as I looked at the ticket, as I was leaving. I'd bought Of Mice & Men.
I still enjoyed the night out, but I'm not really, in to heavy metal/thrash metal, or whatever genre they are.
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We were already back in the Liberal club as it was a 12:15 kick off.
He was rather embarrassed (and disappointed to have missed the game of the season).
I took my daughter to see The Who at Wembley, the weather was was awful for a two hour drive across London. When we arrived and were going in the tickets would not scan, the women looked at them and then stated ... they were for yesterday!!! Amazingly enough, she said go to the box office they will sort you out and amazingly enough they gave us two tickets that were slightly better than the originals .. well impressed was I.
The SIL booked a ferry from Dublin to Holyhead return. Pitched up at Dublin - no ferry - that's because she booked her return sailing for the day she was going out and vice versa. Doh!
When we turned up there were signs saying Lee Evans cancelled which had us a little confused, when we got to the ticket office we realised we were a year early!!
She'd bought the tickets 18 months in advance.
Walked in, ordered a pint, called my Dad to say I wasn't on my way and watched the game in the pub. At least it was on Sky, was a great game, 4-2 I think?
Somewhat more weirdly, I recently went to the Soho Theatre to see Rob Brydon (he was rubbish!). However, the Soho Theatre has 2 or 3 small venues in one and I ended up in the wrong theatre. I thought I was watching up a warm up act for Rob Brydon until three minutes into a monologue about drugs I realised it couldn't be the warm up act. I walked out (others assumed in protest) and joined Rob Brydon a little late.
All ended well as other seats available ( and we won, I think!)
Sadly the band were playing in Nottingham Town Hall.
We were flying to Portugal the next day to see England in Euro 2004 so haggled with a tout to swap them, think he got away with about £40
I must have gone to 50 gigs with him since then and the 'have you got the right day' bants will never wear thin
We get there a bit late, buy the tickets for some crappy horror movie if I remember right, walk straight into the cinema, where the previews are starting. Only two seats left so we're in the very front row which on hindsight should have set alarm bells ringing. Every trailer was for what seemed to be some sort of teen movie which eventually did make the penny drop and when we looked around, everyone else was a) under 25 & b) clearly on a date.
Cue a whispered conversation of the "get your stuff we're in the wrong fecking cinema!" nature but just as we stand up to leg it the main feature starts and everyone's attention is now very much front and centre so we got clocked by every single person in there doing a walk of shame back up the aisle.
To compound our embarrassment the film even turned out to be some Ashton Kutcher romcom called, er...Valentine's Day.
Had to wear the thing to work on a site all week.