Spandau Ballet see to tickets

celebrate the launch of the newly refurbished LG Arena at The NEC we have got the fantastic prize of a groups of tickets to see Spandau Ballet at LG Arena on Sunday, October 25, along with a wonderful Entertainment Zone hospitality package.
This includes a car park pass, welcome glass of champagne and a fantastic pre gig four course meal.
The LG Arena, Birmingham opens it doors this October after a £29 million facelift. There is a brand new pre and post gig entertainment space forumLIVE that boasts over 100 LG digital screens and a singular LG surprise.
There are also brand new exclusive hospitality bars and restaurants, including a spectacular show deck which looks out over the whole arena bowl and has a private bar and facilities for 100 inner ticket holders every night.
Marking the official launch of the LG Arena, a stellar line-up of 20 bands and artists have been confirmed for the opening season, running from October 7 to December 31.
Performers include teen diva Miley Cyrus, rockers Green Day, James Morrison and 80s superstars Depeche Mode, as well as Spandau Ballet.
The new LG Arena: where life’s good live!To be in with a chance of winning, simply answer this question using the form below:

newly refurbished LG Arena is located at which venue? Is it:
A) ICC
B) The NEC
C) Symphony Hall?

the unkindest cut of all and now

WITH the benefit of 20:20 hindsight, I can pinpoint the exact moment today when things went phut.
Due to a looming manuscript deadline and a neighbour with a vast collection of Bob Marley routinely played at Stadium Australia volume, I currently decided to ditch my London existence for a weekend away. In a quest for a geography that would invigorate me I headed ''up north''. Specifically to that part of England where the road signs stop listing town names and simply say "the north" and "the south"; where people say hello to you on the streets, and where articles in sentences are optional. This, however, is not the aforementioned moment.
After discovering that my four star hotel didn't have WiFi, my plans of writing all weekend took a slight detour. However, in an uncharacteristic glass-half-full moment, I decided to use the time fruitfully and so booked in to get my hair done at a local salon.
Upon comer at said salon a slight young thing, with hair that would not have been out of place on a member of Spandau Ballet, sat me down and started asking me the standard questions.
We agreed on what I wanted. Or so I thought. This, still, is not the moment.
She went off to mix the colours and I settled in to read a five-year-old copy of a magazine providing useful tips on decoupage and baking.
She came back and we began the small talk challenge, where she asked questions to which she had no interest in hearing the answers and I provided answers in the hope of shutting down the conversation.
About half way into the challenge, accordingly with my head half covered in aluminium foil, she mentioned that until two weeks ago her hair had been waist long. Given it was now cut in an homage to the New Romantics, this piqued my interest. ''Really?'' I say. ''Did you get it done here?''
She laughed out loud and said ''No!'' with such force that the foil strips tinkled in the breeze.
Faced with the prospect of asking her to stop half way through, I reasoned that clearly she didn't do her own hair so she was probably the talented one and I would be fine.
And that, dear reader, is the moment when, instead of getting a selection of autumnal low lights and a trim, I ended up looking like David Bowie as the Goblin King in Labyrinth.