Questions at this seminar are being taken on index cards. I’m just waiting for a moderator to say: “… and our next question is – a very nice little drawing of a cat” (holds up card, delegates go awww).
Noticed that this morning was the first time that the street lights were on when I got up. Yes, those nights are drawing in.
Jet lag, lack of sleep, and a whole day of company orientation isn’t doing much for my clarity of thought right now. What I need is steak and beer.
Last night’s flight was supposed to get in at 10:30, but what with WestJet‘s faffing around, we got in well after midnight. It was about 1am (or 03:00, Toronto time) before I got settled in the hotel room.
I’ve never been in a city with trolley buses before. Guess I can’t say that any more. It’s also the furthest west I’ve ever been.
I wonder if the snow drawing below (as seen from my hotel window) is supposed to be a hometown homage to Bob The Angry Flower?
Zoë just drew this. No-one is quite sure why.