I've been gearing up for the past fortnight to give one of a series of big, corporate presentations to a load of external movers and shakers tomorrow morning, so I was planning to hit the sack pretty early tonight to make sure I woke up at the crack of dawn with plenty of time to make a venue I had never been to before.

Or at least that's what I was thinking as I ambled into work this morning, late. And found out that that key presentation? It started an hour ago, Mr Wrong Date Man.

So I had someone shoot me across to the venue in their car and, in an effort to save further time, skipped through an open side door to take me through to the main auditorium. Which it did.

Straight out onto the main stage.

For comedy value, I tip-toed back out. I think a couple of people got it.