Thanks Crunchie for your kind message. I have just emailed you with a long message to try to untangle what happened. Thanks also everyone one on this thread who has left nice messages saying I am not a witch! Much appreciated.
I did ring (as I was running late), and go to the hotel. They knew nothing about the booking, in all the names I tried. I even tried checking if they had a wheelchair user staying and they woudln't/ couldn't tell me. I ended up getting changed into my praty rogs and slap in starbucks loo and hanging out there until it started.
After telling to DH there was no hotel room, and sitting on my own feeling nervous drinking too much coffee for the best part of an hour I got myself all wound up that someone was playing a mean joke and didn't want me to come (I had no idea why). Then when I got there there was no name bagde for me, so that really made me feel more paranoid.
I did try to talk to Crunchie - but she was deep in conversation and I was so angry I was frightened I'd cause a big scene and spoil everyone elses night. For the saem reason I didn't speak to Bunglie either, I had tried to get to know her before hand and had sent her an email via crunchie to say hello and try to get to know her before we shared a hotel. Perhaps if she had responded we might have exchanged numbers and this would never have happened. So I left it. I felt like a bit of a fool and pretty upset people would do school kid stuff like that.
I wanted to stay in the hotel as I didn't want to rush off early to get home, and I live in a tiny village in the middle of no-where which means whatever train station I go to I have about a 20 mile cab ride home, which is more expensive than a hotel! When I called DH to find out the train times he told me DD had been up all night with her ear infection (which doesn't seem to go away)
I didn't want to have to rush off early (as I'd have to if I went home) but in the circumstances I felt it was best. I didn't want to worry anyone else with finding me somewhere to stay as ultimately people may have felt responsible to try to help and I didn't want that so I gave up explaining the whole thing to people as I was leaving, it made me feel like a bit of a fool for being caught out. It was better just to go home as the whole thing had soured the evening for me anyway.
I didn't respond to the comments yesterday calling me a bitch espcially from Bunglie who had my email address and could have asked me herself what had happened instead of slagging me off on here. I felt it was something I needed to take up with Crunchie in private.
Thanks again for the concern of those who were worried about me - and thanks to Novadandypowder who very kindly diverted her cab and got me to the station in time for the last train. Shes a star!
I don't know what happened with the hotel or why they couldn't find Crunchie.