Here’s a scenario.
It’s a Friday night, and the event that had you jumping online to catch an early-bird has finally come around. It’s a carefully orchestrated ritual you know all too well: an attending tick on Facebook, a couple well-timed humble brags filtered out online and a playlist purely for the pre, perhaps.
Chances are you start at home. Or at a mate’s. Because let’s face it, spending those three to four critical hours before the main event haemorrhaging money into a drinking establishment, for a night that will probably end with you curled up in a cold, duvet-less ball somewhere that is not your home, is not the answer (Afters or the after-life? It’s hard to tell these days.)
So, you warm-up for proceedings in the comfort of a sofa and Sainsbury’s finest. And then that question – what time do you leave the house? If the DJ, a favourite of yours and your mates, has been splashed across socials as making their 60-minute mark on your life well into the early hours, there’s no point heading out early is there?
Well yes, yes there is.
Tricky to publish autobiography, 'Hell is Round the Corner’
The book will be published on October 31