Monday, May 11, 2009

Wouldn't It Be Nice

Today has been one of those "if it could go wrong, it did" days, from every angle. The usual range of minor catastrophes at work, coupled with being told I could shoot Eric Clapton on Wednesday, followed by the caveat "from the soundboard" which excludes me on the grounds that I don't habitually carry a 400+mm lense (not normally that handy in a pit), followed by a gig that I couldn't attend because Northern Rail replaced the last train home with a bus and the band were only coming on late to start with, leads me to believe that today is in some way cursed.

*shakes fist at sky impotently*

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