*sniffle* No lift to London (I could have had one yesterday but I didn’t know that, and nor did the person I was hoping to get the lift from). What happened is, B told me his best mate had to go to Heathrow to pick someone up, and I should be able to hitch a lift. And yeah, I could, except he’s not gone to Heathrow this time, he’s gone to Manchester. D’oh!!! So no concert for me. Waaah! What a waste of a bloody tenner. And still, I don’t know if I’ve got a room for the weekend or what. *sigh* Off I go to try ringing them again, then……
