On Saturday I got to go on a trip to Oxford. I’ve only been there once before, and that was at night for a work function so I didn’t really get to see it. It’s a pretty place. Steve and I went along to a little lunch at “The Big Bang” that John Oxton organised with various geeks. The food was great. The Big Bang is a place that just does sausage and mash – I, of course, went for one of the veggie options (mushroom and garlic, I believe) and it was yum. We stuck around for drinks down “The Friar’s Entry” (yes, I know) and yeah… generally chatted about all things geek and custard.

Photograph of Madame JoJo'sLast night was 20×2. I genuinely remember little about my slot, bar the panic. The problem was I had a keynote presentation, and I thought I’d be able to run it from my laptop – but I had to have the slides on a different one, and my notes from my version on Steve’s mac – so I was trying to operate the laptop, the remote and hold a mic and speak…blah, blah, blah. Yeah. Too much tech., not enough nerve. Plus, the lights were bright onto the stage, so I couldn’t really make eye contact with anyone – which tends to help me, and I couldn’t see the warning lights – so I probably over-ran badly. Argh! Why do I do these things to myself?

Oh well.

Other than that, I had a really good night. I got to meet a few more faces, and everyone else’s slots were really, really cool. A proper variety – artists, musicians, comedians, bloggers… all kinds, and all surprisingly different in their take on the question.