And for my next trick...

I managed to gaff yet another booking… no no not on the flight to Barcelona in June… That was sorted and I’m still quite sore about it… as the ticket was non adjustable… so I ended up being saved by sqeezy jet and getting a return for 50£ extra from them… not that I really fancy returning to England… but hey, we play the game…. But lets focus now, and get back to my latest trick…

I booked my flight to Majorca this weekend to visit the boi… he’s shooting a documentary over there… I get my friend to double check that I’ve filled in everything correctly… it’s all good, and I press submit… but wait. Oh look the confirmation letter states that I’m being issued a paper ticket (do they still exist!?!?!) and that it’s being sent to my billing address which is my old flat (where I’ve not lived for the past 3 months!!!!). Twenty minutes on the phone to the booking people and they tell me that they ‘hope’ they can catch the tickets before they’re dispatched and get them sent to my office instead… I smell trouble… these things come in threes don’t they? More drama will surely ensue.

The move is on for tomorrow! Three months of homelessness (very cushy homelessness may I add) will soon be over and we’ll be safely installed into the new abode in the wilds of west London…

*closes eyes and jumps into the unknown*