30 hours in London

Well, that was weird. There’ll be a little flurry of posts here as I catch up on some of the stuff that’s happened, but in short: went to London; ConConUK and the London alpha-geek circle; was made a (very tasty) sarnie by a celeb who’s far too big a name to still be doing such things; arrived at hotel at 2am to be told ‘no rooms’; big stroppy argument, mostly in French (and believe me, my French is not up to this…), and I end up in the Marriot with a view of the Thames through the London Eye; auditions, featuring very silly leafblower action; more drinks with the celeb; fishcakes to die for; home in time for… oh, I’ve no tea at home. And it’ll be well gone midnight.

More detail in later posts.

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