Well, it is late so I will keep it brief. No updates till the weekend as I am attending the St Bride conference. I promise to do a proper write up, but here is a taster at the end of the opening day here in London: George Hardie was charming, witty and inspiring, Susanna Edwards was intruiging and pleasingly geeky (in the good way), and Lizzie Ridout was frankly fluffy. Karel Martens and Robin Kinross were interesting, if a bit uncomfortable. Jake Tilson was fun, Antonije Baturan was, umm, in need of more audio visual backup, and I wanted to hit William Hall with a baseball bat. Hard. And Erik Spiekermann was, as one would expect, the perfect end to the day. Day one over, and with day two to come, I feel warm and positive. Now how often does that happen, dear reader?