| paul_kruzycki ( @ 2006-09-01 08:34:00 |
Wincanton Bound & Jamboree
I had arranged to travel to Wincanton to see Bernard and Isobel Pearson for a planning meeting regarding the Discworld Jamboree for 2007. I'm helping to organise the event and we needed to start the ball rolling, there being less than 12 months to go.
KHK, who would normally be wrangling Millie has 4 pieces of course work to finish for today and wasn't relishing the lack of constructive time she would have with Millie offering a whole range of creative distractions, which you just know will escalate if she wasn't being paid attention too - "Look mummy, I'm opening a new hospital wing - should have been paying me attention."
So, feeling pretty brave, I offered to take Millie with me. Only later did it dawn on me that this was a little ambitious - so, off I set armed with nappies, milk and my baby adventure bag for the journey south.
There was some pretty nasty traffic on the A303 heading past Stonehendge - in fact, the worst traffic I have ever seen there, and of course, there was no apparent reason - must be the mystical forces of the druids at work. That added an hour to the journey, so on arriving, Millie was in need of a change and a feed. These were duly attended too, with the help of Bernard and Isobel who are more than used to having babies about the place with their fine crop of grandchildren.
We then got down to the nitty gritty of the event, and got a lot done, interspersed by baby bouncing, more feeding and coffee (for the grown-ups). Millie was complimented on how good she was being, whilst people sat around her and talked. Being handed from one adoring adult to another also helped keep her occupied.
The event (Discworld Jamboree) now has a target membership, an outline programme, a venue, a date and a long list of things to do. I'm heading south again in a few weeks to continue the planning. The theme "Scouting for Trolls" has got the creative juices flowing again, in ways the Convention could at first. It is going to be great fun formulating a whole structure to the event for people to fit into.
Trouble is, something needs to give to allow time for organising the event and I've reluctantly decided to shut down BVE's Discworld merchandise operations to generate that time. It is the operation that makes the least amount of income and generates the most work. Formal announcements will follow in due course.
The journey home was fine - only a little traffic on the return leg and Millie slept the whole way back, until about 25 minutes from home when she woke up, and happily sat staring at her driver for the last bits of the journey. I arrived back slightly later than her normal bath and bed time, and so she went straight to bed, and to sleep which is a blessing.
I had arranged to travel to Wincanton to see Bernard and Isobel Pearson for a planning meeting regarding the Discworld Jamboree for 2007. I'm helping to organise the event and we needed to start the ball rolling, there being less than 12 months to go.
KHK, who would normally be wrangling Millie has 4 pieces of course work to finish for today and wasn't relishing the lack of constructive time she would have with Millie offering a whole range of creative distractions, which you just know will escalate if she wasn't being paid attention too - "Look mummy, I'm opening a new hospital wing - should have been paying me attention."
So, feeling pretty brave, I offered to take Millie with me. Only later did it dawn on me that this was a little ambitious - so, off I set armed with nappies, milk and my baby adventure bag for the journey south.
There was some pretty nasty traffic on the A303 heading past Stonehendge - in fact, the worst traffic I have ever seen there, and of course, there was no apparent reason - must be the mystical forces of the druids at work. That added an hour to the journey, so on arriving, Millie was in need of a change and a feed. These were duly attended too, with the help of Bernard and Isobel who are more than used to having babies about the place with their fine crop of grandchildren.
We then got down to the nitty gritty of the event, and got a lot done, interspersed by baby bouncing, more feeding and coffee (for the grown-ups). Millie was complimented on how good she was being, whilst people sat around her and talked. Being handed from one adoring adult to another also helped keep her occupied.
The event (Discworld Jamboree) now has a target membership, an outline programme, a venue, a date and a long list of things to do. I'm heading south again in a few weeks to continue the planning. The theme "Scouting for Trolls" has got the creative juices flowing again, in ways the Convention could at first. It is going to be great fun formulating a whole structure to the event for people to fit into.
Trouble is, something needs to give to allow time for organising the event and I've reluctantly decided to shut down BVE's Discworld merchandise operations to generate that time. It is the operation that makes the least amount of income and generates the most work. Formal announcements will follow in due course.
The journey home was fine - only a little traffic on the return leg and Millie slept the whole way back, until about 25 minutes from home when she woke up, and happily sat staring at her driver for the last bits of the journey. I arrived back slightly later than her normal bath and bed time, and so she went straight to bed, and to sleep which is a blessing.