I told you that we were to see Bill Bailey last months.
It was quite fun, and now we can laugh about the situation, but it was very annoying at the time, and I wasn't such a happy bunny!
We had had it arranged for around half a year but that didn't seem to help!
Adam was at work, and so as soon as he got back, we set off to Birmingham, picking up a friend on the way. It only took us 2 hours to get there, which on a Friday night is very good! We arrived at 5.30 pm, and had until 8pm until we were to get there so we were happy.
We had something to eat (though basically it was a burger without the Bun as our friend said he'd have food ready, and he didn't!)
We waited around for a while, I tidied up his living room (it was a tip!) He went to pick up a friend that was coming too, and finally it was about 7.30 and My friend gave us our tickets and said we were going. I looked down at the ticket and said "The doors opened at 6.30, not 8! It STARTS at 8" to which he replied "yeah I know, we have enough time"
We all rushed around getting ready. He told me he'd preordered a taxi, but Adam then told me, he'd only done it as I'd ran out of the room to get changed. We waited until after 8 for the taxi but it didn't arrive, so we went in the car. He didn't even know here the NIA was, so we drove around, looked for signs and then followed them.
The parking was HORRENDOUS. Really very bad. It took us half an hour to park, and in the end we did so illegally. Looking back, we should have waited for taxi's, as we may have been late but wouldn't have had to find parking spaces.
We got into the NIA at 8:50. 10 minutes later Bill finished his first set, and his second set was only around 30-45 mins long, so we missed basically the whole of the first half, and the majority of the thing. We were all very stressed.
When we got back to the car, we found parking tickets on them, thus Adam had to pay a £30 fine. (he didn't look happy at all)
Then My friend didn't even know the way back to his own flat as he doesn't drive. I couldn't have cared since I'd printed off doirection there and back just in case anything happened, but he'd told me the NEC not the NIA. He tried to use the sat nav on his phone (which he pays extra for, though I'm not sure why since he doesn't drive) so we spent an hour or more driving around aimlessly trying to find where we were supposed to be going. Then the two cars got split up, but thankfully we got back together.
Then we were all starving due to the fact the food he'd promised had been shit when we first got there. So then we ordered pizza, and were given an hours waiting time. Then he'd knocked his phone off so when the pizza delivery turned up (at about 1pm) they phoned him, couldn't get through and thus went back. Finally after 2 hours we got the pizza. It was actually horrible, thus nobody ate much.
I decided I'd had enough and went to sleep all curled up to Adam, eager to go home the next day.
Even though it was stressfull, it was actually quite fun really, now we look back on it and laugh. I know from now on, that I should never leave any organising to anyone else as it always falls down around us!
Anyway, that's about it. I think I'll go and put some washing on, as I'm fast running out of clothes!
xxx
