Double or quits
I’m facing a pleasant dilemma. I’m off to All Tomorrow’s Parties next weekend, and it’s without a doubt the finest lineup they’ve ever had. Unfortunately it clashes with the Cup final, which I never in a million years dreamed would matter to me. So while I wait for ticket news, I’ve plotted an elaborate transport plan to get me to Wembley and back on Saturday. It’s a 7.30am start, and a 11.35pm return. Two trains, two coaches, 3 Tube journeys, but it’s a journey I have to make, for reasons I could never adequately explain to someone who’s not a football fan. I’ll miss The National, Iron & Wine and Okkervil River, but at least I’ll be back in time for Battles, who are pretty much exactly the band I’d like to watch after winning the FA Cup.
Anyway, this could all be moot, since I don’t find out until tomorrow morning whether I have a ticket or not (it’s touch and go). It’s rather like going double or quits on Christmas.
Update: Got it. Ticket number 24,824 out of 25,000! Looks like you may have to indulge me and suffer one more football-related post early next week ;)
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I listened to the Cup Final on a mountain overlooking Musa Qaleh town in northern Helmand. We had a “doing the ayatollah on tour” flag, and taught the local children to say “sheepshagger”. They think it means “biscuit” and shouted it at us every time we patrolled past.