On Friday morning, I had decided that I was going to be heading West but by Saturday morning, I found I couldn't be bothered after all.
Our rather jittery performances of late had made me think that perhaps my time and money could be better spent.
Of course, as the clock ticked towards 3pm and I realised I was now trapped with the unique offerings of the BBC's Emma, I momentarily regretted my decision.
Nicky Bailey saved the day, at the death, after what appeared to be a poor Charlton team effort.
On Thursday night we headed out into Kent, to visit the Orchard theatre at Dartford.
We were there to see Tim Vine doing his new show.
He was fantastic. The rapid fire delivery was unceasing and I found that I often missed jokes as I was still laughing at the previous one.
The crowd was far more 'mixed' than at many comedy shows. There were many more 'older' people and also a fair smattering of kids who looked to be around 12 years old.
I suppose it's because he doesn't swear or start talking about his genitals.
Unlike Charlton at the moment, I'd recommend seeing Tim Vine to anyone.
