When the tickets for the Barbara Hannay workshop this weekend still hadn’t turned up yesterday I made a call to see if something had happened. Something has happened, or perhaps not happened. We aren’t on the list.
Apparently we just missed out, so the order went through, hence my lovely printed confirmation, but it must have been just seconds after someone else’s order, and the payment was then reversed. It’s a rather disappointing discovery and you’ve just got to love technology when something like this happens.
I suppose the lesson is to obsessively compulsively check your bank account to make sure that your confirmation is in fact a confirmation? Where’s an IT genius when you need them?
Sadly this also means that I will have nothing to share with you all. I blame the computer gremlins…
