Sunday, February 04, 2007
Openings are always a bit tricky with the rice, people are keen on it but soon start chatting to each other, eating canapés, swigging free wine and striding through rice mounds representing the poor and undernourished. You expect casualties but it’s still distressing when it happens.
We got a couple of name checks in the speeches, hung around until the room was clear, then raced the techies and catering staff to see who would be first out. We lost out to both but were still home by 01.00.
The gig paid a fee but the true value may only become clear when efforts to finance a World Version in London crank up later this year.