What. A. Disaster.
I decided at the last minute on Friday to make a few bids on eBay for tickets to the Sunday finale of Morrissey’s 6-night residency at the Roundhouse in Camden and managed to win one for about 60 squid. Stoked. A bit pricey, but Morrissey is fucking awesome and the Roundhouse is supposed to be a brilliant venue. Anyways. The seller arranged to have the ticket delivered by Royal Mail Special Delivery, which made me a little nervous given that there was very little margin for postal error.
Imagine my despair when I trotted past the postbox at 13h00 yesterday and found a little red slip from il postino telling me that I would need to collect my “Special Delivery” from the depot…which closes at 12h00 on Saturdays and is closed on Sundays. After molesting the post box, kicking the gravel all over the driveway and sitting down to have a little cry, I had a surprising burst of motivation and ran down to the depot to see what I could accomplish.
It took me about an hour of harrassing a variety of intellectually challenged mailmen, builders and other randoms hanging around outside the depot before I reluctantly gave up and began wandering back to the station, weeping softly into the sleeve of my cardie. And then I walked right into the senior mailman who was just finishing up his “walk”. I knew his name from my new friends at the depot and begged him to help me. He agreed. Ten minutes later, I had my “Special Delivery” and was running down the street like Charlie Bucket with his golden fucking ticket.
My Saturday was smashing after that.
This morning, I popped over to the Roundhouse website to see what time the opening act was due to start so that I could synchronise my arrival with Morrissey’s entrance on stage. This is what I found:
Morrissey’s concerts scheduled for tonight (Sat 26th) and tomorrow night (Sun 27th) at The Roundhouse have been postponed due to illness. The iconic artist lost his voice last night 5 songs in to the fourth night of a run of six sold out shows at the legendary venue. He has been ordered by doctors to rest for the next four days. The sold out UK tour is scheduled to continue in Doncaster on Wednesday night. All ticket holders to the Roundhouse dates should retain their tickets and an announcement will be made will be made this week.
Someone is fucking with me. It seems like I’m destined not to see Morrissey this time round. But if that’s the case, then why did I completely coincidently bump into the only postman around with the authority to bend the “Special Delivery” rules for me? I thought that was fate. I’m so very confused.
And I’m pissed off again now. Very, very pissed off.