The Bloggers Bash. I’d been organised for months. The Bloke and I decided to turn the event into a long weekend away, so we arrived the day before and had a ‘Bloke and Suzie’s Day of Exploring London.’ Consequently, on Saturday morning I was knackered, but a combination of nerves and excitement meant that I had been awake for hours. The Bloke went off with his camera for the day and despite the fact I had already worked out my make-up and hair look, by the time Steve (Steve Says) arrived at the hotel to meet me for brunch I still wasn’t ready. And, I realised, I was wearing the exact same outfit as the year before.
Dammit. It’s a good job that my readers don’t rely on me for fashion advice…
My hotel was only a short walk away from the venue, so we arrived a little early and promptly stood outside as it appeared to be locked. Eventually, I rang Sacha, who told us to come on up, and it was only then that we realised that neither of us has actually bothered to try the door.
We were greeted by an already large group of people, full of hugs (I got the Huge Hugh Hug – try saying that after a couple of pints – that I had been promised), offers of cake (baked by the lovely Geoffle, who was sporting a rather fetching bright purple beard), and Ali (who had flown in from Ireland) registered us, gave us our name badges and pointed us in the direction of the bar. Perfect.
And what an awesome afternoon it was. I got the chance to catch up with people I met last year and I was introduced to many new ones in person that I have been talking to in the blogosphere for a while. With so many people involved, an explanation about every part of it would turn into an epic 5,000 word post, so here are just some of my highlights: Continue reading