Lengths to which I wouldn't go
I seem to have a lot to say this week...

1995 - Arsenal reach the Cup Winners Cup Final in Paris.

Now, I'd been following Arsenal home and away for years, I'd seen them play in Europe, but had never managed to see them play in a cup final (due to an unfortunate habit of being in the wrong country at the wrong time), let alone a European one.

Just one problem. I have a university final exam the following afternoon.

However, Eurostar has just started running from London to Paris.

Christ, how I agonised over that one. Getting there - no problem. Getting back... well, assuming I got a ticket on the first one back in the morning, three and a bit hour journey, factor in losing an hour for the time difference, half an hour to get from Waterloo to Paddington, two hours to Cardiff, get into Cardiff Central with half an hour to spare to get to the exam.

Come on. Even I'm not that fucking stupid.

Instead, watched it in the Tafarn in the Students Union, got pissed as anything, slept in, massive hangover, got to the exam late and missed a 1st grade mark for that exam by 1%.

Should have gone to Paris, I'd have had more chance of getting to the exam on time.

Length? Nayim from the halfway line, as the Neanderthals from the other end of the Seven Sisters Road always remind us (not that they've had much else to sing about since then)
(Capo, Fri 17 Apr 2009, 12:11, 2 replies)

salt for old wounds
ar5ena1

oh gone on then have a click
(tonyharrison, Fri 17 Apr 2009, 12:50, closed)

Heh!
Haven't seen it written that way before with the 5 and the 1 LOL
(Capo, Fri 17 Apr 2009, 13:48, closed)