I had an extraordinary 2 days in Marseille at the European Conference on Epilepsy & Society. It was 25 degreees and the sun blazed. I did my half hour speech, which went so well one of the African delegates came up and asked me if I’d do it again at their congress in April in Zambia. I’ll have to think about that one. As usual, a picture tells a blah, blah, blah…
… that’s because I’m only just coming out of a whiskey-induced coma. It was the most incredible fun. Old friends were caroused with, new friends met and glorious cameos appearances made (*nods at Twenty* What, you mean you missed him? Shame that…) No more words, merely to say that Mr Mulley has a lot to live up to for the Bloggies in Cork in March. We too shall be expecting free booze and finger food, free cupcakes and free novelty styrofoam letters (big up to the RTE interactive crew who took one of the HUGE styrofoam “W”s home with them) […]
I love Blackrock DART station, always have. I always make sure I linger every time I’m there, even just for a minute after everyone has gone. Particularly when the Sun is low in the South in the evening…
Beaten To The Punch As usual. Nonetheless, slow and steady and all… 😉 The blogger piss-up (with a small hip-hop gig attached) went swimmingly, better than the last time in fact. When I arrived three quarters of the gang were there already and it was as if they knew each other already. As if they’re been reading about each other… somewhere. Anyhew. My brain isn’t working tonight so I’ll keep it brief – I agree with the others, he was average at best, not a patch on Jay-Z’s show and we were glad to bail back early to the pub. The […]
Only getting around to posting these now, sorry… And yes, my head is so huge that is my chin sticking out of the bottom of the helmet.