I’ve just about recovered from the Manchester Blogmeet, organised by Claire. It started at the Kro Bar in Piccadilly Gardens. Something like 30 people turned up, including Norm.
A smaller and more select group moved on to Efe’s Turkish restraunt in St Peter’s Square, actually more broadly Mediterranean than just Turkish, with a lot of Greek and Italian food on the menu. Finally ended up at Mother Mac’s, a small old-fashioned pub hidden away in a back alley.
As is usual at such events, someone insists on bringing a digital camera to take embarrasing pictures of me. Chern Jie was that person.
A great time was had by all; although I apologise for bringing up the subject of toilets, which set Claire off on a long rant about toilets and bodily functions. Now I’ll actually have to blogroll all the blogs of the people who were there.
As an aside, the Kro Bar gets a black mark for failing to serve Leffe in the proper shaped glass, using instead something more appropriately shaped for orange juice. Presumably the Belgians will declare a fatwa over this.
I don’t think I got chance to talk to you on Saturday, but yes – it was certainly a good day out in Manchester.
A good day indeed. I didn’t get the chance to speak to many of the people who were only able to make the afternoon bit either.
I was the guy wearing the Mostly Autumn t-shirt
Oh, I knew I was the one with the annoying camera but just can’t help it. It was nice to meet you.
There are other photos out there that are such bad ones of me that I won’t even link to them
Ha ha ha – I’d almost forgotten about the toilets conversation! that was hilarious!
Glad you enjoyed it (cameras aside – though you should be glad I had no functional batteries in mine or else I would have been much MUCH worse than Chern Jie: I am notorious for snapping, mostly informal shots when people aren’t looking!)
It was a good day, wasn’t it? I think the funniest thing was that two people independently accused me of sounding Scottish. Which is weird, because I’m from Manchester originally. Evidently, like Magnus Magnusson, I’m becoming Scotch by absorption. (MM’s sister used to be the Icelandic consul in Edinburgh, BTW, and used to teach my daughter the piano.)
Bad news about the Leffe glasses in the Kro. Best not to enquire about their Hoegarden then.
I finally posted a round-up of all the various accounts of the blogmeet here. Enjoy.