That'd be just about bloody right…
Last night, I wandered down Brick Lane to go to February's Dorkbot meeting – always an interesting night, if only slightly (read: INCREDIBLY) geeky. On the way I wandered past a red carpet setup and a bunch of punters corralled behind a metal barrier, along with some paparazzi snapping away at some people getting out of taxis. If it had been in Leicester Square I'd probably have had a stickybeak to see who was there, but as it was dingy Brick Lane, I figured it wasn't gonna be anything major.
And did I manage to realise a young boy's life dream formed in 1988 or so ? No. Because I was too busy going to a dark & cold warehouse for a bloody lecture about interactive graphics and what turned out to be an utterly confusing and directionless ramble about what some bloke had done with an RFID card reader.
I swear, I've gotta get some new priorities.
Oh yeah, I'm back from snowboarding. Report when I get the chance to fix up the photos.