So it was hot. Too bloody hot on Friday. Having met up with Pippa at Victoria Station, we got a cab to BP House, and I was lucky to be able to book straight into my hotel at about Midday, just along the street, complete with wonderful air conditioning all before the madness began.
Knowing what to expect did not really reduce the nervous anticipation and then completely overwhelming and manic hour that ensued before the official welcome and start of classes. Seeing good friends again, meeting online friends for the first time, blank looks turning to wide smiles and hugs, loads of those!
That's pretty much how the weekend carried on; there was a little learning, (I'll tell you more on that in another post), eating out in the hottest but most brilliantly accommodating restaurant with about 37 other Retreaters and interlopers, eating until I pretty much went pop.
Between classes I went on the most amazing shopping expedition to Shaukat with Jude, Sarah and Rachael, there was even a mad crazy stalker lurking in the basement for me, but I'm saying nothing!
I went up and down to my 3rd floor hotel room like a yo-yo, dropping off bags, picking up supplies and trying to remember where I was meant to be; unfortunately the lift did not burn any calories.
I haven't smiled so much, laughed so loud or tried to concentrate so hard in a long time.
The Fat Quarterly team did us proud again, and can't be thanked enough. From the goodie bags and sponsors to the pub quiz and emotional handover of so many Siblings Together quilts.
I know you want photos, I took so few, but flickr, instagram and other blogs will hopefully be bursting with them, because at times it felt like you couldn't move for lenses! Here's my favourite picture, courtesy of Krista, of The Team, triumphant, and completely ungracious in Pub Quiz victory!!
|Marguerite, Mary, Kerry, Krista, Me and Susan|
PS. It's a boy!!!
PPS. I posted this at 9pm on Monday and Blogger has decided not to show you in the Dashboard - sorry xxx