I heard what I wanted to hear...

...not what was actually there.

That delightful coincidence I reported a couple of days ago? Different Liz. A related Liz, a Liz with a very similar name, but not the same Liz I'll be interviewing later today.

I got it wrong because, in this case, getting it wrong meant having a better story. I'd prefer to get it right, of course, and I'll be watching myself.