pinkbell
I have previously blogged about the gardens propensity for delivering pink versions* of normally straight coloured flowers, this year it has offered the pinkbell.
This month is apparently going to be the bloggiversary (not my word), of Way out West, as is my wont with important dates (birthdays, mothers day, weddings and funerals), I will be safely somewhere else, in this case Berlin. For the next month I'm off doing a tour which will take me around some of my favourite european cities, and one new one. Hopefully I will be able to report in from time to time, unlike previous jolly jaunts this one is only going into huge theatres (Volksbuhne in Berlin, Pompidou Centre in Paris etc), so I am hoping for fabulous facilities and unlimited internet access.
Last week I was down in Southampton FC, doing the second part of the ESSO sandwich and pasty conference, the near suicidal boredom of it all was only alleviated by watching ships unloading sand at the adjacent cement terminal. The football clubs' entire IT system had failed, and they didn't seem too concerned to sort it out, which left us all twiddling our thumbs and occasionally refreshing our network lists in the faint hope that they would eventually get it going again. At least at Old Trafford they weren't promising and not delivering, they simple didn't offer any facilities at all. The Coffee Nation machine was right down the other end of the room, which made it impossible for us to get our caffeine fix during the workshop turnarounds, so you can imagine how grumpy we were by the end of it all.
*http://lx999.blogspot.com/2005/12/unbearable-pinkness-of-being-in-ealing.html
posted by Lampy @ 5/09/2006 01:21:00 pm
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home