So, now the waiting begins -- will they accept my calculations, or will they send the law after me and will I celebrate Christmas in in their deepest, dankest dungeon? If the latter, I hope they'll allow me to take my newest CoRo CD, that came in the post this morning, in there with me. Plus a CD-player, obviously; not much use being in a dungeon without one.
They're such sweethearts, too, the CoRo merch people: you ask them for a CD, and they throw in a sticker and a flyer for the Bryn Mawr show that happened two months ago as well. Plus a neatly typed up UK tour schedule -- so cute!
If only I could stop worrying about those damn taxes!