The Mistress and her other half were supposed to be seeing Primal Scream tonight. But one thing and another, neither can go.
Last night the Mistress's other half - still suited and booted from work - stepped into the lift of the hotel where he is staying. Lo and behold, Mr Gillespie was in the lift, too.
The Mistress's other half wished Bobbie good luck for the gig and explained how he had wanted to go but couldn't. (Quite what Mr G thought of random tall bloke in a suit, in the lift, is anybody's business!!!)
No worries, said the band's front man. "I'll get you on the guest list."
Sadly, the Mistress's other half, declined, albeit very graciously. WTF?! (Personally, I would have got on the list, even if I could only join the band AFTER the gig....)
And Bobbie Gillespie's response? "Sh*t happens!"
Yes, it does!