Been at it all last week and this and still haven't managed to mop up everything from MIPIM (nor have I managed to lose my chesty cough, I sound like an old packhorse).
It is certainly the case that I packed a lot in - my most productive MIPIM ever really, and that's saying something!
Could have done without the Budget this week really. Paul Evans is still fulminating about the split infinitive in the ADZ announcement "to further understand indeed!" he huffs. He also thinks there is more to all of this than meets the eye, as he puts it "more to it than a few civil servants going to Stratford". We intend to get to the bottom of it and issue a statement next week.
A lot of e-mails to wade through. And a lot more to write. Ross Sturley has sent me this photo with the caption Giant bag terrorises London.
I genuinely don't recollect resting my handbag on the London model (How very irreverent! Sincere apologies to Pipers) but clearly I am guilty as charged, although I reject his accusation of devising a secret weapon to sail down the Thames and demolish Tower Bridge! The idea!
Was a bit disappointed to learn that the Octopus scheme, planned for Chiswick Roundabout (see blog 23 December), has been refused by Hounslow on the grounds that the building and the adverts projected from its five screens would distract drivers.
Apparently the Highways Agency have been a bit po-faced and objected to the development, arguing it was an unsuitable building so close to the M4 flyover and a busy roundabout. (Blimey! Has anyone seen Julian Barwick's gold hotel at Paddington in the sunlight? I think it could be an air traffic hazard!)
As I was partially responsible for his first MIPIM (and have fond - very fond - memories; oh how we laughed, I have never laughed like it) I wouldn't have missed this last excursion for the world. And it was delightful to be spliced between Barry himself (so, cortical deafness in my right ear now) and my old mucker Peter Wynne Rees (good chance for a catch up).
Packing for MIPIM, including the sunglasses (Primark rather than Ray Bans, naturally) and hoping against hope that it will indeed be sunny.