Have you ever noticed there are some people in the world who always manage to back the right horse, or be in the right place to make an extra bob while the rest of us are never quite that lucky?

This year I had planned to change all that. This year I was going to be one of ‘those people’.

And after five long months of waiting, plotting and scheming, this week was supposed to be the week I would be able to look in the mirror and say ‘Sue you are a genius’.

Sadly, it didn’t quite turn out that way.

The sorry tale started back in January with my best friend’s mother calling to say she’d seen David Tennant and Catherine Tate on telly talking about their new play.

Within moments I was online determined to get tickets to see the lovely Mr Tennant and ‘whatshername’ in London.

Unfortunately, it seemed, so was the rest of the country. Still, after enduring nearly an hour of the ticket site crashing, freezing and just generally being unable to handle the demand of Tennant’s adoring fans, I eventually found myself at the payment screen.

Poised to pay, I noticed they’d accidentally doubled my ticket order. What to do? I daren’t press the ‘back’ button and risk losing out, so I threw caution to the wind thinking, ‘I’ll sell the extra tickets on eBay’!

So, parting with nearly £500, I knew all I had to do was sit back and wait for my tickets to arrive... and wait.. and wait.

After a month, I phoned the box office to be told they weren’t sending out tickets until just before the performance to discourage touts and forgers.

Feigning disbelief someone would do such a thing I told them I was very concerned I wouldn’t be able to give my elderly relative the tickets for his birthday and couldn’t they make an exception? (No they couldn’t).

Changing tack I emailed an official complaint a week later stating it was illegal to change the condition of sale. (Apparently it’s not).

Finally, after four months of waiting they arrived. And no sooner were they in my hand, than I had them up on eBay.

Anxious for a sale I concocted a story about having to sell them for my mother who had broken her ankle at Easter. I mean who would lie about Easter?

Finally, five months of stress and worry was all about to pay off.

My eBay auction was coming to its conclusion. With just a few hours to go I could see that no fewer than 14 potential buyers were watching. This was going to be a catfight!

So as I sat practising my subtle but fitting new signature, Sue the box office billionaire, I noticed the auction had ended.

Nervously, I clicked on the link to see they had indeed sold... for £10 less than I’d originally bought them for.

By the way, the name of play?

Much Ado About Nothing.