Back from Egypt now. I think it was Egypt anyway, only there for 24 hours and didn’t venture from the hotel. There just wasn’t time. The meetings went well, orders were placed, and there are more samples and demo kit on their way to our customers. The new products were well received, so we were really pleased about that.
I wasn’t very pleased about the volcanic ash cloud on the way home though.
Several UK airports were closed again. I certainly didn’t want to be marooned in Paris, especially when we’re off to Majorca in 24 hours on our postponed weekend away… Postponed as a result of the last volcanic ash fracas.
(Icelandic Volcano? I thought the dust was coming from Man City’s trophy cabinet!) I think it’s too soon to make jokes about the Icelandic volcano…we should at least wait until the dust settles.
We’ll be missing fall out of another kind anyway. The election looms and as I cannot vote, I am canvassing her indoors. She would of course be mad not to vote LibDem, and no, not just cos it’s all about the orange. However, in our constituency there is a candidate standing for The True English (Poetry) Party.
She’s threatening to vote for them. And I don’t think she’s winding me up.
The Cheeky Girls, famous of course for being the escort of Lembit Opik.