beer, bread and speed

Monday night saw me at the Malthouse (mistakenly) then the Flapper (learning about Norse gods and the insider’s guide to living on a longboat).  Birmingham Bloggermeets: Great for random topics and predictable hangovers.

I also gave away a computer desk and acquired a breadmaker in the last couple of days.  I’d like to say I mediated these entirely unconnected transactions by the magic of the social interwebs.  Actually, the desk was spotted by a neighbour (whom I utterly failed to recognise when they knocked on the door) when I put it outside for a couple of hours.  The breadmaker was sourced via a random comment at a mini dinner party (for want of a better term – always brings to mind napkins and after eights).

Spent most of last weekat the SPEED training session (seen by Jon).  We learnt more than I can remember but I trust a bunch of it seeped in.  Memorable items included how to give good handshake, dropping words like ‘hopefully’, ‘just’ and ‘please’ (whilst ‘stretching’ other words) and noting that 4/12 attendees were called Simon.

Put in a couple of job applications into the university machine at the end of last week.  Both interesting yet regular work.  Whilst I’m still instinctively wary of the academic vortex, they do seem like a uncanny fits and the coffers could really use the regular charging.

entrepreneur and wizard abundance

The blogging irony: the more I do the less time I have to write about it. Will attempt to remedy by posting short, pithy updates.

The last couple of weeks have been made interesting by hanging around entrepreneurial types. Earlier, at the Young Entrepreneurs Forum at the University of Warwick. Latterly at the SPEED social at the University of Birmingham. Slightly freaky was a minor misunderstanding by one of the YEF organisers who initially mistook me for one of his tutors on the basis that he had the same not-super-common name.

The second weekend I spent at the parents eating velociraptic quantities of BBQ’d meat and scoring 10 Terry Pratchett books for a fiver at a car boot sale. Is it possible to tire of Pratchett? I’ll find out over the Summer, I guess. First, I want to read The Kite Runner since Naz has just finished it. We both enjoyed the film but she reckons the book is better.

Anyway, here’s the somewhat unrepresentative selection of mobile pics from the period. The 5 A Day experiment is hereby assimilated and all references to it will be purged 1984-style once I get around to it.