I’m tired from nine hours there-and-back on a coach, but spending the weekend in London was a lot of fun, and I really needed the break.
As previously reported, it was moblogUK‘s first birthday party last night, and a great time was had by all.
Those who now have a more physical reality beyond just the names in my head: Mat, Alfie & Tabs, Rich, Dude, pieceoplastic, Joe, Shoes, Dorian, F1Dave and probably several others whose names I’ve forgotten ‘cos I’m rubbish with names.
There was a raffle. Everybody seemed to win something.
This morning I got up, feeling only a little the worse for wear, watched two episodes of The West Wing season four that I’d missed due to C4′s stupid scheduling, then had a very filling breakfast with Richard and Liz, whose house I’d invaded for the night. A quick dash across the city got me to Victoria, then several hours on the M1 and I was back in the rolling hills which I call home.
There’s a busy week ahead – I’ve got a lot of work to catch up on, and it’s not going to be easy. Per ardua ad astra!
