|spot the difference|
We went to Clitheroe Food Festival yesterday and came home with some curtains for Dan's dressing room and a lazy susan. We spoke to the curtain lady for quite some time so I was fairly peeved when we got home to discover the curtains are different sizes! That's a little bit naughty isn't it. I suppose I was daft to assume that the label stating "pair of curtains" would suggest that the curtains would be the same, fool that I am.
My mum queued up for hours to buy our Challenge Cup semi final tickets (although she did get a free vodka shot and a voucher for half a chicken at Nandos - you can't buy class). Even without howling wind and torrential rain being on the third row behind the sticks, rather than half way back in the main stand tickets that she asked for, is a pretty bad thing. If I get hit by the ball I'll be furious (when I regain consciousness). Unless it's a kick that Danny Tickle sticks over to win the game for us, then I won't care.