In all that blanket excitement I totally forgot to mention the actual exciting thing that has happened.
Ginger... I have tickets for the birthday bash in December. It's on mine and Mr T's anniversary. I have no holidays for the rest of the year, it's a week day at the other end of the country. I have to take a day off unpaid to get there but I am bloody well going. I've wanted to go to this for years and now I am going and it seems that The Wildhearts are playing their first show together as a band in three years and I'll be there.
That was most definitely worth the 8.30 Saturday alarm clock.
I don't even care about my dream World's Strongest Man holiday any more. I am seeing The Wildhearts for the first time in three fucking years. I am beyond excited and it's only August.