Back in Blighty

1. I lost my luggage in Zurich on the way over to Germany. This was mainly my own fault. And when I say mainly, I mean definitely. So I lost the slides I had prepared for my talk. Shit. I rushed to make a few notes before I had to give it. It was amusing when I got there and was greeted by "You're the speaker?!" I think the organiser was generally very disappointed; when I delved into my bag to withdraw a single sheet of screwed up paper he exclaimed "is that all you've got?!" Sadly, yes... I am THAT crap. Regardless I ploughed on. It turns out I can just stand at the board and speak unrehearsed for long periods of time. Whether I spoke competantly is a different matter...
   
   
2. The Institute is fantastic. Seriously plush. I now have my 24-hour access card, which is so exciting! The library is to die for. Simply amazing.
   
   
3. The city itself is very beautiful. I can't believe that I am lucky enough to get to live there. And live there I shall, in less than 4 weeks now... I need to start thinking about what I am going to take. I need to create a shortlist for the books, CDs and DVDs. I have limited room, but I don't want to get out there and lament the loss of either my Poirot books or my Poirot DVDs. Maybe I could do an X-factor/ America's Next Top Model type thing. "Congratulations Michael Jackson's Thriller, you will continue on in hopes of being in Steph's suitcase..." Maybe not.
   
   
4. I discovered 2 more HORRIFIC typos in my dissertation. This makes me very annoyed with myself. I can't believe they slipped through the net.