I’m just back from Brighton where I had nothing to do with the Labour Party conference, but after some genuinely interesting and productive meetings (I didn’t say that often when I had a proper job), I had drinks and dinner with some delightful ‘Bloggers. Skuds has a report and a photo—the latter taken just as I was peering at the front of his fancy new digital [spits] camera, about to ask him why it wasn’t working. Really flattering that one. Thanks.
(In case you guys were wondering, yes, I got caught in that amazing tropical—and I don’t use the word loosely—downpour as I ran to Brighton station to find that my last train had gone.)
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We got soaked as well and though Antonia and I managed to find a taxi, I was extremely alarmed by the driver’s disregard for things like being able to see the road and approaching cars!
Was good to meet you - lots of debates to finish off online!
well, mr pooter, you are not only a fine blogger but a handsome devil too.
with envy
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Thank you very much!
Very nice to meet you, Damian. Better late than never, I’ve posted my own report. I thought it was a pretty good photo, BTW…
Sorry about that. You had a much better pose in the photo where I had the flash off… (its at http://www.flickr.com/photos/skuds/sets/1042130/ if you are interested) …very ‘Vin Diesel’ !
Is that white powder in your left nostril?
Skuds, what you’re saying is that I look better in the dark?
Hak, I want to apologize to all of the people I have let down because of my behaviour which has reflected badly on my family, friends, co-workers, business associates and others. And I’d like to negotiate for the resumption of my contract as the face of Specsavers.
Oh my gosh, what a cutie!
Thank you. If this keeps up I’m going to have to have my photo taken more often.
I was caught in the downpour too, and discovered last night that my wet shoes, which I’d taken off and put in a plastic bag to carry back to London, have gone mouldy.