…before I head off into London to attend Mind The Gap …which I’ll hopefully have things to say about later, but not now.
Now, I’m going to talk about how using contacts sometimes doesn’t pay off, but you have to try anyway. A little while ago, the renowned Ken Caillat (if you don’t know who he is, google!) followed me on Twitter, right out of the blue! “Oh cool!” I thought. So, being skint as usual and with Fleetwood Mac about to start a run of dates at the O2, and with my absolute need to see them live, and with Ken’s connection with said astounding band, I messaged him, along the lines of “Hey Ken, now we’re chums, what are my chances of being guestlisted for Fleetwood Mac at the O2?” There was no response and a couple of days later, he stopped following me… ah well, win some, lose some. I did manage to find an affordable ticket eventually and saw them last Monday from a seat tucked into the rafters and perceptually at least, overhanging a vertiginous drop. I still got up and danced, on a bit of floor the size of a postage stamp and it was one of the most memorable evenings of my life. So thank you for not making it too easy for me Ken, though should you reconsider on some future occasion, that could be nice too.