The Night Before

We were finally served our dinner at 10.30 last night. Thank goodness I was with the Countryside Alliance who are good fun and tolerant. It was then onto the News International reception, which is the gossip reception of the conference and the only one it is impossible to get into unless you have been invited.

It was here the conference speech whispers took flight:  fascinating to watch the networking in action.

One person I was with was absolutely desperate beyond the realms of normal behaviour to drop a word in Fraser Nelson’s ear, and he did!

Staggered home and into bed at midnight, wiped out.

Blackberry wakes me at 1.15 am. ‘Where are you old woman? Come to Imperial bar and celebrate last night in Blackpool’.  Reply unprintable!