Second Blogmeet

First off, I'd like to apologise for any rambling but I'm reconstructing memory off of my pocket pc after using handwriting recognition while under the influence of Grolsh.
I'd also like to apologise if I met you and forgot, or get details wrong or anything like that.

Now to the reportage…

A gathering of the great and the good in the Blogging world? In the middle of London? With Alcohol? How could it fail?

Quite simply it couldn't, and didn't.

Rather unfortunately I forgot that the location had a downstairs bar – so I spent the first half hour upstairs with a load of city types, eavesdropping on discussions about Anthony Worrel-Thompson until I saw some bloggy types heading downstairs.

Small, dark, hot and crowded immediately sprung to mind and I may well have turned and ran if I hadn't seen the friendly faces of Pix and Mark. So I spent sometime getting enough Grolsh (at £3.25 a bottle!) into me to combat my shyness. The first person to approach me was Steven quickly followed by Laurie (Who's blog I can't remember – sorry) and Simon. James who organised the whole thing came over (although I didn't recognise him as the mental picture I have of him is with blue hair). We had a nice chat, mainly about ambulancing and I forgot to ask him why his blog is called “imajes”.

Annie Mole was very friendly although I was stunned that she wasn't 5ft tall with little brown glasses (which is how I pictured her – for some reason) unfortunately I was struck a bit dumb with hero worship there…

Gary Turner managed to escape my assassination attempt by leaving early, which was very sad as I really wanted to talk to him. Dave wondered why he was on my hit-list, although I think he understood by the end of the night. (I blogged a list of people I'd need to kill so that those of us who aren't the worlds best writers can stand a chance. A bit like a new author wanting to kill off Steven King, Clive Barker, Mary Gentle and Douglas Coupland).

I then found myself surrounded by Europe in the form of Loic and Gerard, Loic being taller than I imagined and both of them speaking better English than me. Once more there wasn't enough time to have a proper chat with them although photos were taken.

I also got to say hello to Anna and there was a resounding “happy birthday” (because it was her birthday). Josephine said “hello” although she wasn't wearing her contact lenses.

The evening thinned rather quickly, mainly due to people going to work the next day so I missed speaking to the following people.

Suw and Natalie (who I particularly wanted to congratulate on her latest post (Peace camps). But I have a phobia of talking to women in bars…

I also missed Tom Coates who seemed to be holding court in one area, I quite fancied chatting about Barbelith.

I also missed thanking Cory for the EFF work and his excellent books.

And then there were the people who I just didn't recognise/speak to/left before I could corner them.

It was midnight by the time the last of us left (the pleasures of shift work meant I wanted everyone to stay and play until I wanted to go home, but everyone else had work the next day). I managed to get to Tottenham Court Road, but missed the last Central line train – so I scrambled back to Trafalgar square where I got a night bus home. The night bus takes a route right through my “work patch” and was, for some reason full of Chinese people. I've never thought of Newham as having a large Chinese population but I suppose most of them must commute.

So serious kudos to James Cox for organising the whole thing and a big thanks for anyone who came over to talk to the terminally shy ambulance man.

When is the next one?

6 thoughts on “Second Blogmeet”

  1. Hi, did we meet? Thanks for mentioning my last post. Sorry I've been so bad at acknowledging people. I knew hardly anyone and it was so hard to hear, I must have missed a lot. Never mind, maybe next time?

  2. I'm really sorry I didn't get to meet you. You were on my 'hit list' but sadly I ended up having to leave a little earlier than anticipated, so there were a few people I didn't get to meet. 🙁 Oh well, that just gives us a good excuse to plan another one, eh? (Preferably somewhere bigger, quieter and with better lighting… oh god. I'm getting old, aren't I? Eek!)

  3. Man, I'm disappointed I wasn't able to go. At the last minute, I found out one of my short films was going to be screened at a (smallish) screening and I went there instead. I will definitely go to the next one. Honest.

  4. Nice to meet you too Tom, although I'm sorry I spoilt your image of me having little round glasses and being about five inches taller than you thought I was (makes me sound like a female version of Penfold). I do wear specs sometimes but they're not the John Lennon variety.

  5. It was a great night, and Annie, I'm sure your surname just short-circuited the “sensible” bit of my brain. If I didn't meet you there, I'll try harder at the next one.

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